hatred {editing}

0.1

0.1 - I Hate You

::Emily

"Calum! Get this thing off of me!" I said as Luke was pulling my hair. Seriously, it felt like he was pulling a limb from my body. Luke and I were always fighting or arguing with each other. It became the norm in our friend group ever since the first day we met.

"I am not a 'thing' if anything you are an alien from the shittiest planet ever made!" He said screaming into my ear. He let go of my hair but still was on top of me, crushing every bone in my body.

"Wow, nice comeback." I said, sarcastically, "I feel hurt. Now, get your giant ass legs off of me!" He stood up and frowned at me, giving a look.

"It's your fault for giving me glue instead of hair gel and now my hair is all messed up!" He said, touching his spiked hair, which was sticky from the glue.

"Ha Ha." I said sarcastically, "I guess pretty boy's hair won't be in a quiff today." I put my hands on my hips and smirked.

"Why you little-" Luke said, approaching me, but Calum interrupted us.

"When will you two ever stop fighting!? This has been going on for too long!" Calum screamed in terror flailing his arms in the air, as Michael and Ashton were pulling us both apart from each other.

"Lucas." I spat.

"For the hundredth time, that's not my name." He spat back, "Emilia!" I growled back at him whilst he rolled his eyes.

"That's not even my name." I said, rolling my eyes, "It only works for you since the teacher called you that one time."

"Look." Michael paused, tearing the both of us apart from each other, "You two have been like this for 8 years! 8 freaking years! Why can't you just get over it?!"

"It hasn't been just that one incident Michael!" I complained, "He's been bullying me for the whole time we've known each other!"

"Me, bullying you?" Luke entered the conversation, "Hell to the no! It's your fault you can't take a joke and you've been bullying me too! Don't think you're the only victim here."

"If anything when you came along, I tried to be nice to you but no you had to be a douchebag and ruin my life!" I said.

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"Cal." I said to one of my best friends, Calum. The others being Ashton Irwin and Michael Clifford. "You done?!" I shouted from my window. It was the first day of year 4 and I was so excited.

"Yes Em! Race you!" He yelled back. 'Em' was his nickname for me because he pronounced my name wrong the first time we met, but we settled with 'Em' because it was easier to say. Now it's my nickname.

"1,2,3!" We both said to each other through our windows, as we ran outside. I ran with my pink light up shoes down the stairs and slammed the door open, closing it behind me. I looked over and saw Calum outside with a confident smile. "

I won!" He said jumping up and down.

"I never liked running anyways." I scoffed, crossing my arms walking up to him owning up to my loss.

"You are just jealous because I won! I won!" He said doing a dance and I laughed.

"Whatever." I said, pulling my pink bag over my shoulder and walking past him over to his house.

"Calum! Emily! Time for school!" Calum's mother, Joy said to us as we were in the front yard. Calum had brought all of his TMNT dolls, or 'action figures' as he would say, to school so that we all could play together. They were on the porch and he grabbed all of them before we went in the car.