Alone In A Million
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WARNING: LOTS OF CUSS WORDS. "Move out of my way nerd." Another shove in my back. My books went everywhere. "Aww, is the little nerd gonna cry?" The voice taunted. I gathered my books and looked up, staring in those cold green eyes.
"I don't cry over garbage." Shocked filled his features.
"Flower?" He reached forward, like he was going to help me up. "I'm so sorry. If I would have known it was you-"
"What? You'd be my friend again? I don't know what happened to you Cody Brian, but you are a cold hearted a-hole. I don't know you anymore." I walked away as the last bell of the year rang.
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