Chapter 1

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The driver opened the doors for you to get in. I put one foot on the steps and braced myself for my new school called K-12.

I looked around to see if I knew anybody. My eyes landed on my best friend, Angelita. She has been my best friend for almost 6 years. We did everything together like shopping, trying to find each other a boy, trips, etc.

I practically ran to the seat and plopped down. I looked at her and smiled and gave her a hug. She hugged back and said,"Well, it's good to see you!" I started to speak when the driver said,"Hey, no talking!" I nodded and he started driving.

Something was off about him but I just couldn't put my finger on it. He had gray hair, blue eyes, and wore a white shirt with blue jeans. I was snapped out of my thoughts by Angelita saying,"You ok?" I nodded and sat up straight.

All the boys and girl on the bus were yelling and screaming but the driver did nothing about it but yet yelled at me because I was saying hey to my friend. I scoffed and then felt something hit my shoulder, followed by giggling.

It was a pink piece of paper made into an airplane. I picked it up and Angelita took it and read it. Her facial expression changed from happy to angry. I asked her,"What does it say?" She didnt answer me, instead she turned around in her seat and yelled,"Real mature!"

I took the note and read it "Gap-toothed bitch". Your emotions started getting the best of you. Your friend, Angelita, said,"Its ok, just ignore them." Your eyes filled with tears and you started crying.

The kids started yelling behind me,"Awe sad wittle baby!" Those words stabbed me in the chest. I have always been called Crybaby as a child. And I always cry when someone calls me that.

Angelita started comforting you but soon we were at the school. I wiped my eyes and looked out the window. It was a tall white building with blue tinted windows. I looked over at Angelita and she was suprised too.

The bus stopped and the driver yelled,"Alright, get your asses off!" I scoffed and let all of the other students get off first.

All of the students were giving me dirty looks. Why does this always happen to me at every school I go to? Eh, guess my life's just that way.

As soon as the last person got off, me and Angelita stood up and walked to the doors. I stepped off and so did Angelita. I turned around and faced the driver and flicked him off.

He scoffed and closed the doors. I sighed and went to the front doors of the school. I pushed them open and stepped inside. It was like a mansion inside. Red carpet, white walls, and other fancy statues.

We walked up the stairs in front of us and started a conversation. I said,"I dont know why people are so afraid of death." Angelita nodded and said,"I agree, it's just another part of life." "You start in the womb and you end in the tomb."

I started getting a creepy feeling halfway up the stairs but I didn't mind it, I just kept walking. Soon, we finally got to the door and the room number was 222.

We walked in and the teacher said,"Class, would you like to inform Crybaby and Angelita of what rule they did not follow today." The class, altogether, said,"When the bell rings, you must be in your assigned seat!"

We looked at each other and then the teacher said,"What are ya deaf? Sit your asses down!" We both said sorry and went to sit in our assigned seats.

This girl that was on the bus was in this same class as me. She kept shooting me dirty looks on the bus and now she is doing it in the classroom. What did I ever do to you?

I sat down to do my work. Hm, this should be easy. It was a simple math problem worksheet. I was almost finished when I felt something hit my shoulder and bounce in front of me. It was another note.......

Um, hi again. I had no ideas for my other stories but I have seen this movie enough times to memorize what they said but I decided to change some of them up. So yeah, enjoy!

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