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I'm stunned by his words , but then I quickly regain my composure.

  "Fuck you ,little Fuccing prick."

I say while spitting in his face.

His deep blue eyes turn a darker shade of Blue and he punches the locker closets to my face.

  "Save that low life shitt for someone who is phased by your bullshit."

I say while pushing him out of my way and walking to my first class.

 

    Who the Fucck does he  think he is , just cause he smokes a few Fuccing fags he rules the world.

  I shudder at the thought and I skip into my first block class , physics.

  Yay.

I groan out loud , and  enter the room.

  The boys look up at me and chuckle.

   "Who knew you spit like that."

The boy I recognize as cook , he's a ginger with big brown eyes.

   "Fuck you ,cook."

I say while putting on my best fake smile.

He clutches his heart.

  "Ouch babe , so is the freak your boyfriend?"

  He says while leaning up in the desk behind me.

   "He isn't a freak, and that's none of your Fuccing business."

I spit venom right into his face , not literally this time.

  "Defending little freak boy, is it?"

He says with a generally abused look on his face.

  "Go to bloody hell , you mindless twat."

I say while turning around , why does he have to be such an arrogant dick.

I hear lots of snickers from the boys in the back.

  "Cook , give up lad she doesn't want you."

I hear his friend say , I don't recognize his voice though.

   Soon physics ends , and all the kids get up in a huff to leave.

I get up after the heard , because I don't want to get trampled by the bigger highschool kids.

   This is my lunch block , I walk into the lunchroom with my same stride from this morning , I ignore the looks of disgust by the blondes with a simple fake smile.

  I walk into the line and I stand patiently , waiting for the gray haired wench to grace me with her appearance.

  I get a slice of pizza and an apple.

As I put my credit card up to pay , someone else slides there's through before I can even protest.

I spin around to become face to face with cook.

  "I was gonna pay for that."

I say while glaring at him , Boys like him only pretend to be nice for one thing.

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