"Olivia whats wrong" I say as I slowly lower to the ground with wide eyes staring her down. "Get away from me" she says and stands up glaring at me with anger. I stand up also "what did I do?"I make a face of sudden realization "Wait. Do you know or talk to someone named Elizabeth?" She sniffles a few times and sits back down with no words. Are playing whack a mole, up and down. "Yes" she says looking at the floor with a glimpse of guilt. "She told me stuff....about you and stuff you said". For some reason she seems to sound really guilty, I say nothing. "She told me that you are only my friend because you haven't had one since the start of grade 7 and you are desperate also that you targeted me because I'm clingy. In middle school I was the clingiest person you will ever meet and I got bullied for it. I at least thought I was diffre-". I interrupt her "I NEVER SAID THAT" I take a deep breath to calm down then I say softly with anger "why do you even think I would say this and I told you about Elizabeth and the stuff she has done to me! How could you believe that?!". "Because I have heard it before" she starts to have tears pouring from her eyes like they are desperate to get out, I stand up looking at her with 'I'm sorry' eyes then she stands up to. we stare for a few seconds then I hug her and that's when the sobs come out.
People try to ask her if she is okay then I glare at them them they walk away with speedy tiny steps and wide eyes or with there hands above their heads.Once homeroom bell rings me and her head to the washroom and I clean up her makeup disaster with some water then we both walk to homeroom together with our arms around eachother.
She is still sniffling when we get to homeroom then the teacher talks to her but she doesn't spill. Block 1 bell rings. I yell out as I leave the class "see you at nutrition break Olivia" she yells peeking over from the teacher blocking her view "see ya!".
Block 1 and 2 were boring as hell but nothing I can do about it. Social and Math, my worst two subjects over with! Once I close my locker I turn around quickly because I felt someone breathing on me and of course/thank god it was Olivia. She was standing directly behind me with a really creepy face/smile.
Me and her hang out during nutrition break talking about style. Olivia has beautiful light brown hair that is naturally wavy, super skinny, tall and she wears a lot of makeup. I have dark brown hair that is naturally straight and I am medium size and not anorexic skinny but skinny. I wear whatever is a decent price at Walmart. My foster parents are poor because of drinking, we have a separate fridge just for booze and beer etc. Its not right, one day they will die from overdose. So I don't have the best shoes either, I really want converse but they are so expensive.
Block 3 and 4 were awesome I had science then art! The two things that get my ass out of bed to go to school. During lunch me and Olivia just blab on about boys, fashion (again), sports and more boys. We are the typical stereotype High School girls, crazy about boys.
There is this one guy and I just want to do everything to him. Not in a sexual way, I want to kiss him go on dates and a lot more but that will never happen because he is the HOTTEST guy in the entire school, and he is a senior. We talked about that to how neither of us will ever get a boyfriend so we might as well turn on our gay switch and start getting romantically involved with eachother.
We joked about that for most of the lunch hour, it was halarious! Our nicknames would be beauty (her) and the beast (me) because she is so much more beautiful than me. It's not fair. The lunch bell rang so we had to separate which took exactly 13 goodbyes.Great now I have French then English. My French teacher is a maniac and my English teacher is just plain mean. In French we are reading short stories and in English we are reading Harry Potter, it's not easy but then again I'm kinda dumb when it comes to school.
Finally it's the end of the day! I walk out the school to my bus and I pull out Olivia's old iPod that she gave to me and cheap earbuds that I found in the lost and found and start playing my favourite band...5sos!! I'm not a crazy person like that girl signe I was aquaitence's with (she non-stop talks about them) but I like them alot. Their song voodoo doll is AMAZING.
When I get to my "safe and comforting home" I call Olivia and ask her if I can come over since she only lives about a block away. "Hey Olivia wanna hang at ur place 4 a bit?" I say then there is mumbling in the background of her voice and her dads and she finally responds with "ya sure come whenever" then she hangs up.
When I get there it smells so good like usual. Their house is always clean with no glass and bottle caps every where it makes me want to live here. At my house there is always glass shards everywhere and bottle caps, the worst part is that by the couch sometimes there is some other really nasty stuff i probably should not mention. Let's just say that one day I threw up until I was empty.
For supper we had pasta it was DELICIOUS. Can they please adopt me! When I went home the house was clean and it smelt good....what in the world happened here?
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Teen FictionHaunah has had no friends through all of Junior High and when she goes to High School everything changes. Then something horrible happens.