My hands fisted as I stared down at the desk. Everyone was staring at me. Everyone was laughing at me. Everyone was whispering about me. Everyone was spreading lies about me. One glance up showed me the smirking culprit who was behind all of this. Ryan Sitkowski. He sat there, smug with his classic smirk and crossed arms. He stared at the front board where the teacher was teaching Chemistry while I sat in the back, battling my tears. He thought it was okay to do this to me. I suppose it was okay. After all, it was my own fault for being a naive freshman who thought that the senior boy wouldn't hurt her. I should've listened to the warnings. My few friends did warn me. Hell, even my brother warned me although he didn't know about what had happened and what was currently going on. Still, with everything, I couldn't help but feel bittersweet towards the boy in all black. XXXXXXXX This is the first story I have completely finished and this is my baby. It may not be my most famous story but I love this story to death. This is my child. Love her. 02/26/21: I wrote this story over three years ago. The writing style is not great at all, and a majority of the things that happen/occur in this story are unrealistic, and it is very clear that I did not do research when writing book. That being said, I have improved over the years, so please do not judge my account based on this story or some of my older works. Thank you :)))
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