That One Wallflower

That One Wallflower

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Many people think that being the shy one is awesome in high school. People usually go after that person to be their friend or to date because they're mysterious. As you may know, humans love mysteries. They all crave the end result. There are times that most people don't care. Which is where I come in. I am well known for being the anxious wallflower at my college, the only difference between me and other wallflowers is that I didn't used to be this way. I didn't always have anxiety when doing things and talking to people. I have really bad social anxiety now though, so I always feel alone and hated, even with so-called friends. I never believed I could be anything other than the depressing shy girl in the corner that people thought of as loud and annoying. Which was slightly true. Until there was that one day where that one guy decided to finally talk to me.
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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