I push my burning legs faster until I make it to the deadheads. The hot tears are running down my face and I thank the heavens I'm concealed from the gladers. I don't know why but whenever I ask the gladers a question they sneer and walk off. I wipe my eyes and start to plait my purple hair, a habit I have, especially when I'm sad.
Nobody here likes me and it is slowly tearing me apart. I place my hands over my chubby stomach and I sigh loudly. "Dereka?" Gally's voice rings out in the deadheads. "What?" I ask annoyed as I wipe my eyes frantically. "I came to see if you are ok" He says causing me to scoff. "Why do you care?" I ask. "I just do" He says and he steps closer to me.
I look up at him, I'm quite short especially compared to him. He presses his lips to mine and I kiss him back. I attach my hands to his chest and his breath fans my face. "Beautiful" He says and kisses me again.
