The Middle

I'm the girl that hates everyone and pretty much everything, and writes poetry in a ratty spiral notebook.
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  Walking to my locker as fast of my sluggish shell will take me I stumble backwards after feeling like I'd been hit by a brick wall. What feels like two flesh covered pythons come to rest on my hips keeping me from loosing my balance. Suddenly my ears are filled by the frantic rambling of a disoriented guy that seems to be going into hysterics.
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Perking up his head like he has an idea he pulls a notepad out of his back pack and grabs a pen out of his pocket. Hunching over the paper he writes a message. * I'm Alexander* Holding my hand out gesturing to the pen and notepad. *You have the same name as the lead singer of All Time Low, and Maria*