I pulled my giant grey hoodie over my pierce the veil shirt as i made my way to the bus stop.
Today I am wearing a 'Pierce The Veil' shirt with a giant grey church hoodie and black leggings with my knees high purple converse.
'Why did my car have to break down god dammit' I think as I kick a pebble out of they way and sit on the old red bench. "Ow!" I scream as I sit down on a tack that was conveniently sitting there. I get my answer as to where it came from when I see a dark haired 10 year old named 'Isaac' laughing like a fucking maniac while running, god I hate that kid!
As the old yellow bus pulls up I step on
And pull the hood over my face to try and hide, no such luck. "Hey guys look it's the slut with no parents Haha!" yells Kayla this stupid blonde whore.
"Where did you get those clothes? a homeless guy?" Her little minions ask laughing like is funniest thing in the world. "No but obviously you got your nose job from him." I stare wide eyed at who ever defended me, ME!
"Over her sweetheart you can sit beside me." I look at where the voice is coming from and go there.
"The names Ryan Green Lockwood" He says, as I take in his appearance. He has dark curly hair and a piece that is hazel that hangs in front of his eyes. Wearing a off white V-neck that hugs his, may I say, perfectly sculpted chest that's amazingly tan. With ripped jeans, sagging just right , to show off his black and red boxers with red vans.
"Andddddd yours is?" Ryan says his perfect lips forming a sexy smirk-
wait what the hell? I think as I just now come back to earth and relies no one in their right mind would be talking to a fat ass like me.
"None of yours business. Now if you will please move I need to sit down." I say trying to go around him.
"First, tell me your name so I know the owner of those gorges green and hazel eyes" he says. Oh dear lord I think I'm dead. "yea why don't you try that pickup line on the slut in the back or even my whore of a sister." I say sharply getting annoyed.
"SIT YOUR BUTTS DOWN RIGHT NOW LOCKWOOD!! SO SHE CAN HAVE A SEAT!" ah and that would be Mr. Mark, A.k.a bus driver.
He sits down with disappointment wrote all over his beautiful face, dear god does he have different eyes like me? I think as I walk to my seat, yeah I think they were blue and brown with a slight shade of gold.
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Cutters Life
Teen FictionShe cuts She's depressed She doesn't eat She has a friend named ana She is Raylie He worksout He is active He eats anything He has a secret He is Ryan Will opposites attract?
