POV: Arabia ( London, England)
"Maybe if you had actual friends, then you wouldn't be a bitch about everything." He got up and sat somewhere else.
Ouch...
That hurt. Like really bad.
I gulped as I seen him sit somewhere else. I felt awful and looked down in shame. I felt eyes on me, but I didn't care. Silent tears were brimming my almond eyes. I am ashamed at myself.
How could I do this? Live like this?
I am so awful.
My so-called friends were laughing. At me. Life sucks.
"Hey. I didn't mean to make you cry." Gryffin looked at me, just as the bus stopped.
"I'm sorry." I got up and ran off the bus, leaving my schoolbag.
Just in case...
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The Plaid Love
Short StoryWhy is it hard to find 'the one'? Once you do, your life is completely changed. What are the chances of ever seeing them again? No one knows and that's the hard part.
