(Monday 30th October)
After just reaching the end of the hill by my house I placed my earphones in. I avoided all names I was called in my school, weather it was "fat girl" (called by the girls) or something slutty like 'hot mama" (What I was called by the fuck boys) I didn't have time for it. After about three different songs in my playlist my bus finally turned up. I took my seat next to Noah, Noah's been my best friend since day one... ish... I'm older but since the very first day of school it's been me and him. Our parents knew each other their whole lives so it suited us well and I couldn't think of a better friend than him and harper. Harper was my newer Friend but still a good one. They were my partners in crime. I loved them so much that I would give up my life for them!
"Hey Noah" I told him as I sat down he smiled at me. Way to enthusiastically for a Monday.
"Guess what I'm listening to?" He asked me whilst pulling out one ear bud.
"Ugh... i don't know.... let me guess." I sighed pretending like I even needed to think. "That boyband again?" I asked while laughing.
"Nope!" I looked at him with pure shock on my face, since that's all he ever listens to "Just kidding girl" he continued. After a few minutes of us listening to our separate taste of music, we walked off the bus and into the schools restaurant. On a table at the far end was Hannah.
"Hey Hoe!" I said walking into the table. Ouch!
"Sup bitch," Noah said dying of laughter.
"Hey Noah, Hey Jess"
"Did you hear their new song!" Is the first thing Hannah says to Noah.
"Sup hoes" great. I knew who this was. This was Quinn, the one girl at the school who wanted to be me. If there was an award for the fakest most likely to betray you friend, Quinn would win every time. I never understood why she wanted to be me but It did annoy me. She sat down next to me and all of them started talking about this band that they like.
"Yeah guys can we not talk about them. I don't know who they are!" I said trying to change the conversation to something where I could join in.
"And that's why you've got to react to them!" Noah told me as he lightly hit my arm... did I mention I had a YouTube channel. I've had it for two years and it has 8.5 million subscribers. But i post what I want and no where in that did I have time to react to some band. Plus it's really not my aesthetic, I post dance videos and gaming videos. Volgs and tags. I don't do reaction videos.
"Anyway..." Quinn said changing the topic so I wasn't involved. "didn't Zach look so hot in the new video!"She asked the other two waiting for a reaction. We all know that's the only reason she watches the videos, for whoever this Zach is.She thinks he's the best person out there. She doesn't care about the songs or about what they're all like as humans . She just sees him as hot. That and the fact I don't like them. If she can find a way to talk to my friends about something I can't then it's a win win for her. Although Hannah and Noah stare at each other and role their eyes. After an awkward silence and some tension you'd need an axe to cut. my phone went off. It was Harper. she went to a different school but never failed to text me good morning! It was one of the best things about her. Today ,much like other days, School went by so slow and man did it make me even more depressed than I already am. When I got home all I did was throw my bag on the floor and go upstairs to my room. I was just about to have my 'I had a long day leave me alone' nap until my phone went off. This time when I picked it up it wasn't from Harper. instead it was from a +333 number and it said.
+333 (####) ####: Jack, where's my super suit?
The texted amused me so I played along. It must be that someones friend has a similar number to me except probably with the wrong first digits. Since I'm '07'. However... my life was pretty much the boring up until now So i answered it.Me: idk are you wearing it?
+333 (####) ####: wait... Jack?
Me: wow! Nope, It's Jess.
+333 (####) ####: Who?
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Trick of fate... z.h
Fanfiction"Don't you think I know that! Don't you think I can look in the mirror and see how ugly I am. Can't you see that I know my flaws. Yes I know I'm ugly okay. I can see that. My brain tells me that EVERY second of EVERY day. I would tell you to give up...