"Hadley, get up!"
"Oh my god! Is she okay?"
"I think she's dead..."
"Poke her with a stick!"
Yep, that is my typical day at school. I am not very physically built. I have blond hair that is usually pulled back so I can see the book I am reading. I am what a lot of people would call a stick; I have no muscles. I just got knocked over in Physical Education class. Personally, I don't understand why I even need this class. Besides, I can't seem to focus today since it has been one month since Kaleb took off for God-knows-what. He is so irresponsible. I don't even want to consider what kind of trouble he has gotten himself into. Not to mention he left the day before my 16th birthday. He's an arrogant jerk and only thinks of himself.
Did he even stop to consider how his actions would affect me? No! I swear to God, if that little- "HADLEY WATCH OUT!" There I was, staring at the ceiling. The one and only Matt Adams hit me in the face with the ball. I never realized what kind of impact a soccer ball can have on your face. All of the hexagons smashing into your face at the exact moment that you realize what is going on.
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Everafter
Short StoryIntroduction- My name is Hadley Elena Rae Jensen and I am 19 years old. At least, I think that is how these start. I have never really been particularly good at writing about myself, let alone writing about how I "saved the world". Personally, I bel...
