"I know deep down in my heart that nobody is worthless. I know this for sure. Yet I can't bring myself to even think for a split second that I am worth anything." I take a deep breath in.
"People find joy in watching me suffer. To watch me in pain seems to be like Christmas for them. I guess it's so easy to hurt me, I care too much, I want everyone happy so I'll forget about my own, I'll believe your lies until proven otherwise, its too easy." I smile like I'm insane as I watch him.
"I fell in love with your words, not you. I fell in love with the "attention" you gave me. Making me feel like I'm the only one when there's multiple replacements already standing in your arms seeing if it feels the same way." I go on, getting more and more angry.
"Q." He pleads.
"No. Once you realized I'm not what you expected, or that I'm a lot to handle, or that I'm not as pretty as her, or that I'm not as skinny as her, or that I'm too short, too quiet, my hairs too short, My hair isn't bleach blonde, that I love too much, or that I'm afraid, that I'm better than you at some things, or that I like the chase, or that you actually have to try, or maybe it's cause I'm dying. Maybe you didn't like that, maybe that's why you chose her."
"Q...." he pleads.
"Maybe you did care, but didn't care enough. Maybe. Just maybe. You did love me. But I know damn well, you don't hurt the people you love. But, congrats. Cause I fell real hard for you, and I'm still trying to get up as you keep pushing me down again and again. Telling me..... I tripped. You said forever, but why didn't you tell me forever had an expiration date?" I cry as I began to walk through the school halls. "And the names Quintin." I snap.
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Yes there will be spelling and grammar errors i am sorry and will try to edit as much as possible.
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[Warning: Strong language used throughout the book.]
He put his hand over my notebook and the other over mine. I glared up at him, his golden brown eyes catching my attention.
"I can't write like this," I pointed out.
"Is this all you care about?" Ryan asked. I shrugged.
"Not this specifically, but yeah, I care about my grades." Ryan smirked. I swallowed nervously but refused to break my stoic expression. He leaned closer to me, my heart pounding so hard against my chest it felt like it might break out and fall on the table between us. His mouth was right by my ear, and I could feel his warm breath when he spoke which sent shivers down my spine.
"Well, aren't you a little a scholar?"
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The only things Alex Moris ever cared about were his grades and his sister. However, when the boy his sister likes, Ryan Smithe, makes things complicated and causes him to feel things he's never felt before, Alex realizes that, maybe, there's more important things in life than grades and scholarships.
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