im not the type that you like.

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"Correct! And what's your ultimate goal troye?"

"To go to Heaven. God's never ending kingdom," the blonde boy with light green eyes and chapped pink lips said.

He's my only friend in this entire 'perfect-pastel-picket-fence ' Catholic town. We became friends about 3 years ago when we were fourteen. I know his biggest (and only) secret. He likes boys.  Can't relate. Boys are fuckin' gross.

"Yes, Troye!" Mr. Robins said excitedly.

We continue our lesson about how gods kingdom will have no end.

How do they have any proof? When we get the opportunity to find out, we'll be dead.
So yeah, this does have an end, and then what? Ugh I hate this place.

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I can hear the voices or Troye and Angelina giggling like little girls behind me.

"Shhh!" I turn around and hiss at them

"Oh so what? Gods not gonna care," Angelina whispers in to my ear after I turn back around in my uncomfortable blue plastic seat. I flinch over to my left to get away from her lips that were near my neck.

"You're so gay!" I snapped turning back around

"Oh trust me love, I know," she said slumping back into her seat, going back to giggling with troye throughout the lesson.

"Just ignore her Carmen," my boyfriend, Daniel said.

"Yeah just ignore her Carmen. Just take notes on how to see the big guy," Angelina whispered into my left ear this time.

Daniel and I walked home after school. The leaves under our feet were the only noise filling the air cool around us. We live across from each other, so when it started to rain we turned away from each other and walked in to our fence-guarded garden. My house is baby blue, and his is pale yellow.

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"Angel? Are you home?!" My mother called frok the kitchen as I closed the front door as lightly as I opened it, hoping I could sneak in with out being noticed.

Ugh. I sighed, "yeah!" I exclaimed dropping my black backpack to the floor, and heading up the steps to my room.

My room has a sign on the door that says 'Angel' on it, which I scribbled 'i.n.a' on the end of it, because god dammit my name is Angelina, not angel.

I am so bored, I thought. It's not like I'm gonna do any homework, or like i have any friends.

☆☆

Me: hey u wanna go to the park?

Troye: sry can't, busy. Maybe on friday :)

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👺: hey

Carmen♡: who is this?

👺:don't worry about it ;)

Carmen♡: well now im worried about it!

👺: stop worrying all the time, loosen up a bit geez

Carmen♡ : ok bye

👺: see ya 2morrow ;)

You may no longer send messages to: Carmen♡

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lies - Marina

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