Right at this moment I was so caught up in his face I couldn't focus that I might get detention for being late, but who cares, THIS IS LIKE JUSTIN TIMBERLAKES SON! L "Well, um... I gotta go," He said. I just stared into his beautiful bluish, greenish eyes. I ran off class as if I had fallen in a big pile of love and stuff."Ms. Shayleigh, your late!"said Mrs. Baker, my spelling teacher. I was thinking to myself ," I don't really care you turd nugget. My life just felt a little bit better than it was.
*TIME PASSES*
After school at the bus stop, me and Cristina, Cal, and Oliver. "Hey where has Molly been? She hasn't been in school for the past week," Cal said. "I think she's at the doctor for her monthly check up," I said. "Oh, well I'll talk to her later," Oliver said.
At the end of the the day, when I was laying in my bed thinking about my bæ or not bæ yet. And I turned over to go to sleep and I got a phone call from Molly, and you won't believe what I heard.
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I'm Sick of It!!!!
Teen FictionHi, I'm Shayleigh and I'm sick of being bullied because of how I look. I was 13, my dad took me to the park to play with my brother while mom was at work. And we were throwing a small blue football around. My dad over through it, so I went to go get...
