5SOS Sucks || 5S0S ||

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I stood in front of my school, my teddybear clutched in my left hand and a lollipop in the other. It was the first day of school. Literally, i was in pre-school. My life wasnt the best but i was alright with that. I had a small family, a newborn kitten named Batman and a sister named Alexis.

My mum had just left me at the bus stop, kissing my head of corse. I had just moved to Sydney from Los angeles, about a month ago. My parents had just gotten a divorce and my mum decided to up and move us to Australia. I honestly hate her. I would have much rather stayed with my careing father but of corse, the stupid judge always favors the side of the mother. She loved me of corse, but she wasn't a very good mother. I know she was trying, but not hard enough. I stared at the floor, shuffling my small Converse clad feet. My shoes were nearly 4 years old and had a few wholes in them. As you can tell, my family was quite poor. My small jacket was way to thin and my jeans were a bit to big, but of corse, everything was my older sister's when she was my age.

I closed my eyes, rubbing them with my small fists as tears built up in my eyes. Today was the first day my father hadn't been with me when i was scared. I held my stuffed bear, Foxie, in my arms and cuddled it close. It was the last thing my father bought me. He was small and ripping but i loved it. I made sure that no one was around and buried my face into the fox toy's stomach, and cried. It could have been minutes, seconds or an hour before i suddenly felt a small tap on my shoulder. Looking to the side, i saw a small boy, about my age but much taller than me. He was blonde, with the most adorable green eyes. And when he spoke, he had a cute Australian accent, " hey ", he said soothingly, " why are you crying? ". I whipped my eyes on my jacket and sniffled a bit. " N-No reason..", i softly muttered out.

He nodded his small head and smiled gently, sticking his little hand out. "well my names Michael! Whats yours?", he looked at me expectantly. I looked at his hand and curtsied with my tutu that i insisted on wearing over my jeans." how do ya do Michael, my name is Angela". He took my hand, pressing a kiss on it like the princes in movies. I smiled and we talked for a little bit. It was finally time for the bus to get here so we got up and climbed on. When we sat down, he pulled his spiderman comic onto his lap and read them as we went to school. I chuckled and placed my head on his shoulder, looking at it as well. He made a face and pushed my head off his shoulder. " My friends say girls have coooties! Do you have cooties?", he asked, tilting his head to the side. "What are cooties?", i asked confused. He stayed quiet and then after a while, he shrugged," i dunno....but Luke says all girls have them..."

I rolled my eyes and turned to him completely. Pointing out my pinkie, i spoke smiling," well i promise i don't have them okay? ". He stared confused at my pinkie and then looked up into my eyes. I intertwined our pinkies and shook gently, " this means i promise ". He smiled wide, yelling happily," lets be friends! ". Suddenly he opened his hand and hacked loudly, spitting into it. He smiled at me, " Spit shake! " he yelled. I stared at him in disgust, who does that! He frowned a but and looked up at me. " d-don't you wanna be friends? ", he pouted his plump lips and begged with his eyes. I stared at his hand, then his face, then his hand again. Extending my arm, i licked my hand. With my thumb and index finger i shook his hand, making sure to only holding his thumb. Smileing happily, he wiped his hand on his pants and hugged me tightly. I blushed and widened my eyes, patting his back gently. And from that day on, out friendship blossomed.

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{ Seven years later }

I smiled as i chased my best friend, Michael, around the park. My team was playing Football and he decided it would be funny to steal the girls ball from us as we played. I ran after him through the trees in the forest. We had been best friends ever since that day on the bus. I was now 12 and he was 13 as of two days ago. Scowling, i chased him up a tree. I looked up at the branch he was on, " Michael! Get down here! ", i yelled at him. He just laughed and yelled back," never! ". I growled and climbed up the tree, as i got to the top of the tree, he threw the football down the tree and at his friend, Calum, him then running the other way.

I scowled at the boy and sighed, sitting by him. " that was so rude Michael..." I sighed. He shrugged and put a protective arm around my waist like he always did. I chuckle and press my head into his chest. He wasn't the most fit guy at our school , but i loved him for what he was...oh god..i don't love him its only a small crush....maybe. I bite my lip and look up at him. We both looked into each others eyes. I never noticed how green they were, like a beautiful Christmas tree. And his lips...so soft and pink, plump as well.. Sometimes i wish i could just... And before i knew it, said the thing i wish i could take back, " I like you".

He stared at me in utter shock...or disgust, ill never know. He looked down at his lap, i bit my lip and went for it, i kissed him. I finally did what i waited 3 years to do. But suddenly, i heard something crack. The tree we were sitting on suddenly broke and we were falling.

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When i woke up, i was in a bright room. I blinked a bit, stretching my arms. I looked to my left, a white wall is all i see. I look to my right and see a large machine that seemed to be connecting to...me? I bite my lip nervously and run a hand through my hair, which is somehow now as my waist. I felt so weak as i stretched my legs. I look at the window in the room and realize, im in a hospital. I rub my eyes to wake myself up. Yawning quietly, look at my feet. Somehow, i grew about 6 inches. My eyes widened as i pushed the blanket off of my body. The thing i see next scares me half to death. I see a body, not of my own, but off a 17 year old girl. I somehow am fully developed. I have an hour glass figure, boobs and I'm tall. Im very skinny and i'm very very pail, like i haven't seen the sun in years.

I let out a loud gasp and my heart begins to race. Suddenly, a bunch of nurses rush in, the machine next to me beeping like crazy. A tall blonde nurse gently helps my lay down and covers me in the blanket again and soothes my while the other nurses check some things. I stare up at the nurse as i tremble in fear, " w-what happened to me? Where's my mom? Alexis? " I suddenly realize the most important person to me isnt here," w-wheres Michael? ". The woman looks down and holds my hand in hers, trying to find the words to say, " sweetie?" She mutters out after a minute of silence , " youve been in accoma ever since the day you and a young boy fell out of a tree...."

My eyes widen," wheres Michael? Is he okay!?" She sighs " the boy who was with you only had a few bumps and bruses, he visited you every day for a week and then.....we never heard from him again." She sighed. I looked at the floor. Michael clifford, my best friend of 7 years, left me after only a week of trying? I thought...we were best friends...i thought he cared about me.....i-i thought....he loved me.....sudden realization dawned appon me. " how long have i been in accoma?" I asked. The woman stared at me in utter sadness. All the nurses stopped what they were doing and watched me like i was insane.

And suddenly, the nurse urged the words out of her mouth.

" five years "

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