High school is shit. I had just closed my locker when Brandon, star quarterback, slammed my books out of my hand. "Ha! Loser!" He yelled, and then walked off with his friends. "Fucking jerk," I murmered under my breath. "I wish he wouldn't always slam my books out of my hands." My name is Echo. Echo Johnson. And people really seem to have it out for me. I can't even breathe without somebody having to call me a loser, or a nerd, or something similar.
I make it to fourth period before the bell. Fucking math class. I thought to myself bitterly. I hate math. With a passion. Mr. Benson, the math teacher, strolled into the room. "Okay class, get your homework out from last night!" I groaned internally. Sure, I do the homework, I just hate it so much. He looks at all of our work, scolded a few people, and then started the lesson. I zoned out, not paying attention. The bell finally rang for lunch. Thank fucking God. I thought. And that's when I saw her.
Riley.
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Teen FictionFor 17 year old Echo, the world has gone to shit. Bullied by seemingly everyone in their high school, they just wanted a way out. Until they met the only girl on the football team, Riley. Will they be able to get along? Or will they be sworn enemie...
