Today in first period they where talking smack about me not even to my face behind my back I'm siting there doing my work when a boy (the blond that started it a all) drops his paper he couldn't reach it and I could so I fid what any decent person did I picked it up and put it on his desk as I turn away he leans over to Dylan and says "now I don't want to touch that anymore because mark touched it" I tried to ignore them then I here faint whispering not to Dylan this time but to another girl ....mark....sucks....slurp (italic is a sound) my face goes red and another boy joins in making that horrible noise slurp....slurp.....sluuurrrp the bell rings and the other boy leans over to me and says "your disgusting" he leaves and as I walk out I scratch the saying in to my arm your disgusting then I put on my jacket to hide the words and every time I forgot about what happened I look at my arm so I can remember that I'm disgusting and everyone knows
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The misfits (8th grade)
Non-FictionThis story is about a group of friends that learn that you don't need popularity to be happy all you really need are friends Hello guys this is my first story please I hope you enjoy it because I certainty did please tell me what you think but no h...
