[𝐏𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭]

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Shouting was muffled by the big wooden door, that was labelled as 'Headmasters Office'

"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW FURIOUS I AM!? MY ANGEL BEING NEARLY RAN OVER, AND THEN THREATENED! UNBELIEVABLE! I PROMISE TO SUE YOU! MARK. MY. WORDS! Come on sweetie, let's get you to your private doctor."

The door slammed open, to reveal a caked up women, and a beaten-up girl. She was supporting her while saying sweet comfort words to her. Before they left the girl made eye contact with me and smirked.

PAUSE   ⏯️

Wow wow wow. How about we go to the start.

REWIND

-Beep- -Beep- Bee-

I slammed my palm on the snooze button and went back to sleep.

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-Beep- -Beep- Bee-

I groaned and got up, grabbing the alarm and throwing it across my room. I went back under the covers going back to my sweet fantasies.

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-Beep- -Beep- Bee-

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The sound of running water, flowing down a faucet and into the sink's drain.

I began to lazily brush my teeth, getting ready for the day.

Hi, I'm your average teenaged 18-year-old girl. The name's Sung Y/N, and all you need to know about me is that I'm fast, and I am a struggling poor student. Anyway's today, I would be going back to hell- I mean 'school' and I'm just hoping that Brittany won't try and test my Asian ass. 

I finished getting ready, and I was wearing a yellow hoodie that came down to just above my knees, some black skinny jeans, paired with a pair of black converses. I went to walk out of my room with my olive green bag slung over my shoulder, just to return to my drawers to grab my favourite cap. It was black and had 'Fuck off' printed in white.

Such a mood ;)

I walked out and into the living room/ kitchen, to see my dad asleep on the couch, while the T.V is playing. I walk over and turn off the T.V, walking back to my dad, giving him a kiss on the forehead. "Cya dad, have a good day at work" I then walked out of the breaking down apartment, and I was met with the sound of unholy noises "Really? This early in the morning? KEEP IT DOWN WOULD YA?!" I rolled my eyes and walked towards my car. A 1968 Ford Mustang, unlocking the beautiful vehicle, hopping on the leather seat. I turned on the ignition, speeding out of the parking lot going to my demise.

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-ScrEeEk-

I opened my locker grabbing all of my needed stationery, I also grabbed some candies and put them in my bag to snack on later. Just as I was about to close my locker I heard that dreaded sound.

Brittany

I sighed. This snake again.

"Well well well. Isn't it miss nunchucks, did you enjoy starving yourself? Get it? Cause you're-"

"Poor?" I said while slamming my locker door shut.

"Laugh and tease at me all you want. Just know that nobody cares about how much money you get, and in all honesty, Regina George would be disappointed." I clenched the straps of my bag and pushed past the frowning girl.

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