HERE IT IS :D
read it, young grasshoppa.
-kylee-
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Anneliese's P.O.V
*3 days later*
I approached the front doors of school with my bag on my shoulder and my phone in my hand. Today I was wearing a blue and white striped over sized sweater with black leggings and combat boots. My hair was down and I had a beanie on my head. Did I mention I have ombré hair? I absolutely love it.
I shot Harry a quick text saying I was at the front doors, before someone called my name from beside me.
"Hey whore." Vince Taylor yelled from my left.
Vince was one of the most popular guys in 10th grade. I take that back. He WAS the most popular. In the 7th grade, he asked me out. Hard to believe, I know. He has blue/grey eyes and short swooped hair. He's very hot, but a total tool. I greatly accepted, and we dated for about a month. We talked in the hallways, texted, the normal. But not once did he hug me or try to hold my hand. I eventually got tired of waiting, so I tried to give him a hug.
"Woah woah there, who said this was part of the deal?" He asked me snickering.
"What?" I asked shocked.
He backed up so that he was next to his friends. They all smiled at each other and looked back towards me.
"Guys, she doesn't know." he said to them. I was utterly confused, what didn't I know about him? "I'm only dating you because I felt bad for you, nobody would ever go out with you. I thought it was obvious." He spat.
My eyes instantly filled up with tears and I turned around running towards the bathroom. I began edging people out, and only one person stuck around. That's why I have no friends, and that one person is Alexa.
I turned towards him and glared at him, waiting for him to continue. He doesn't deserve a response from me.
"Someone's pissy today." He laughed.
I was used to these comments, but today something in me was just not having it. I snapped. "Who the f*ck do you think you are, Vince? You can't just go around insulting people just because girls are throwing themselves at you!" I said, very pissed.
"Girls throw themselves at me because I'm hot, and I insult people because I have an opinion, and it matters." He said with a devious smile.
"Whatever" I said rolling my eyes and trying to walk away.
"At least I'm not stuck in the passed." I heard him whisper behind me.
"That's it!" I yelled as I turned around and back-handed him in the face. The back of my hand slowly connected with his cheek and I winced as my hand began to burn. He hung his head and slowly looked up at me.
I honestly thought he was going to apologize. He looked sad, even sorry, but knowing Vince, that was too good to be true. "Your still a whore." He mumbled.
I gave him the middle finger and turned around to see Harry standing at the door waiting for me.
Harry's P.O.V
Anneliese texted me to meet her at the front doors, so that's where I'm headed, before I hear a big commotion outside. I walk faster and i see a ton of people crowding under the pavilion. I get closer and slip out the door. Right in front of me is an angry Anneliese and I see her back slap Vince on the side of the face.
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