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"Violet! You're going to be late."I sign as I go downstairs and put on my glasses.
"Mom,why can't I get contacts?"I asked as I grab my bag and grab some money.
"Too expensive,to buy some right now honey,but I promise soon and why do you want some you're beautiful with them on."my mum saids as she brush some of my hair out of my face.
"Because everyone makes fun of me,calls me the teacher pet,nerd,four eyes and so much more mom."I say and she sighs.
"It get better I promise,now go to school I see you soon love you."my mom kisses my forehead and I go outside.
I wait for the bus to pick me up as I wait I put on my headphone and play some neighborhood.
Finally the bus finally came and I climb on and sit down ignoring at the name calling and paper getting thrown at me.
I fucking hate school.
I climb out of the boss as it made it to school I rush inside going to my locker and grabbing my books.
"Well well,look isn't violet Nelson,oh I mean poor girl."the poplar girl Stacy saids and I clench my books against my chest as I try to walk away from them.
"Hey Poor girl she's talking to you."her best friend Hannah saids.
They all stand in front of me then the guys walk up.
"Oh girls,why are you talking to this good for nothing."the tall dirty blonde asked with his arms cover with more tattoos.
"I think she needs friends."Stacy pouts.
"Nah she's good,she will always ask for money from us so let's walk away before she thinks we are her friends."the brunette curly hair said.
His name is brad and for as long I can remember we always went to the some school and he was nice to me, we were best friends growing up till we reach the age 14 and he play for the football team and he changed.
He changed to a dickhead.
"Come on guys."Stacy saids as she throw down my books and they walk away laughing.
I bend down forcing the tears to stay in my eyes.
Don't cry about them.
They not wroth it.
I walk in class and not surprised there's a trash on it on my desk.
"Oops I pay you to clean it."the blonde lacky boy as name is Tristan saids.
"You know because you're poor."he continues.
I grab my bag and sit in the back of class where I can be alone.
Just fucking kill me.
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I'm walking home as school finished for the day as I'm walking home a hand grabs mine pulling me back and I'm met by two brown eyes.
I grip my bag and try to walk away but he grabs my hand again.
"Please let me talk to you."he begs.
I bite my lip and nod feeling scared if I say no.
Okay um,I wanted to tell you, you look beautiful today and I'm sorry all those things I did to you I know I'm a real dickhead but the truth is I got a crush on you for so long and I wanted to know if you like to go on a date with me?"brad asked and I stand there in shock
I look in his eyes his brown eyes staring at mine,the guy who hurt me everyday asked me out? What the hell.
"No."I say and run towards my house hearing my name being shout.
I finally made it to my house and quickly walk in.
"Oh dear is everything okay?"my dad asked and I nod.
"Just wanted to be home."I say breathless
"Okay will get changed and we watch a movie together."my dad saids and I nod.
I walk upstairs and look out my window and noticed brad walking back.
So he fellow me home.
What the hell is going on? ___________________________ The story is going to suck for a bit but bore with me please
