The Misfits

Clara.

For as long as I could remember I've been best friends with Neave Murphy, everyone knew her in our town, the troublemaker, the bad influence but for some reason my parents love her. She had that typical e-girl look. Curly brown hair chubby face, confident personality. All the boys always went for her.
Me on the other hand, I was actually in Neaves shadow all the time. I had golden blonde wavy hair my face was definatly more defined than Neaves but I was still a virgin. She never let me hang out with her older friends so I never did anything cool like, smoke, smoke weed, drink, get arrested.
I was quiet. That's why no one liked me. Always watch out for the quiet ones! Maybe that saying is true. I loved fashion and that's what I was studying at college.
Then there was kira she was fucking cool. I only met her in year ten. She's my friend more than Neaves cause she hates Neave. She has jet black hair, big block fringe. She's really pretty when she's not got all her make up on. But she's also really pretty with it. She's quite emo, which I guess is cool.

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Lakewood college in Bristol. It was a standard UK college, pretty shit. "You look...charming" Neave screwed up her nose at my outfit, a baby blue mini dress with black butterflies all over, a cropped denim jacket and air force shadows. "Yeah as do you" I rolled my eyes and kira smirked.
"Got any more guys?" Kira looked over at neave as we walked up the steps to the college. "Got any more cuts?" Neave smirked and walked off with some other girl. "Fuck off then!" I exclaimed and she flicked her hair over her shoulder and laughed.

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Lunch was pretty boring, we stayed in the cafeteria. "Hey girlies!" Neave chimed as she sat in the middle of kira and I. "How's your day been then" I smiled at her and she looked down at me. "Jesus Clara. You can't wear dresses like that. You're too chubby" she rolled her eyes.
"I think she looks fucking fit" a guy said sitting opposite us on the table.
"Seriously!" Neave cackled and my cheeks started burning. "I'm Dylan Baker" he smirked at me, very defined face, tall, dark brown fluffy hair, loads of tattoos.
"I'm neave Murphy" neave smiled at him as two other boys sat down. Where had I heard Dylan Baker before? The news!?
"Dyl you already found fit birds?!" The boy with white hair giggled. "Sorry to disappoint boys but I love pussy" kira smirked at the guy with tanned skin. "I thought it was both?" Neave giggled and kira frowned. "Yes"
"So Dylan who are your friends?" Neave turned back to Dylan and smiled. "I'm Brad McLean" the guy with white hair smiled at her. "I'm Isaac Jones" the tanned guy smirked.
"Well it's yours turn then" Dylan smiled glancing at me. Why is he looking at me.
"That's kira, that's Clara and I'm neave" she pointed to both of us.
"Wow are they both mute!?" Dylan rolled his eyes and neave frowned.
"Well Clara is so socially inept she can't talk to strangers and kira is an emo" she chimed. I gulped as I began sweating, i was panicking. "You call her your best friend yet you treat her like that" kira exclaimed at neave. Everything started going fuzzy and I couldn't breathe properly. Shitshitshit!
"Yo. Clara you alright?" Dylan smiled at me and I shook my head. Then everything disappeared.

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I always had a problem with panic attacks. Sometimes they happen randomly but mostly when I get really nervous. "Clara! Claaraa" kira called I opened my eyes and we were outside. "Sorry" I put my hands over my face and I noticed my glasses weren't there. "It's fine. Here" she handed me the glasses as I sat up. We were in the park. The field bit, not the play area. It had a nature walk and a huge fountain in the middle. "You done being dramatic!?" Neave sighed.
"I wasn't..."
"Seriously Clara just because we weren't paying attention to you"
"Why are you talking to her like that?" Dylan frowned as he handed me a bottle of water. "That's what she does" kira snarled at neave. "Fuck off and go cry in your room" neave spat out.
"Seriously you do fuck all for Clara!" Kira exclaimed and neave sighed.
"Whatever I'm going to see Dan"
Dan was her older boyfriend. He was really weird. "So is it still just pussy?" Brad smiled at kira and she chuckled. "Well you're gonna have to try harder than that"
I noticed that Dylan was rolling something. I assumed it was a cigarette but then I smelt it. "Yes Dildo" Isaac clapped then rubbed his hands together. "It's fine just go along with it" kira whispered as we all watched Dylan light it. "Right what's the deal with you and her then" he looked at me as he passed the joint to Brad and my cheeks went red imeaditly. "Well... we've been friends for ages" I gulped and he smirked.
"You can say whatever we're not gonna tell her" he chuckled.
"Well she's always said that I was a worse version of her, like when I was twelve I had bulimia because of her" I sighed it felt weird saying that out loud. The only person I ever told was kira. Brad pulled out a speaker then tapped his phone a few times and music started playing. 'Colt 45 and two zig-zags' "That's fucking horrible. Why didn't you leave her?" Dylan frowned as kira got the joint. "I don't really know. This was before kira, but like now I'm friends with kira she won't leave me alone" I sighed and kira thrust the joint at me my heart sank I wiped my hands on my legs and Dylan did a little chuckle. "Come here" he patted the blanket next to him and I crawled over. He took the joint and gave it to me. He wrapped one arm around me and rubbed up and down my back. I was kinda glad I didn't wear a bra now. "Yeah like that" he smiled as I inhaled it. "You've gotta have more than one toke!" He laughed as I started coughing. Kira chucked the water bottle at me and started laughing. As I took another drag on it I started coughing and everyone was laughing now. "Fuck you all" I croaked.