Why me?
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You know the saying everything happens for a reason? If everything happens for a reason does that mean I'm destined to a life filled with bad luck. I can tell you one thing my life is pretty fucked. I killed my big brother i ruin every relationship I have I am destined to be alone. That all changes when things become complicated. "Jay? Jayce?!" I snap out of the trance I'm in as Ms.Samson calls my name.I clear my throat and wipe my cheeks of any fallen tears. "Yes, Ms.Samson?" I say in a mocking tone. raising my eyebrows in curiosity. I look up to the front of the room their is a face I don't recognize. He must be new or something. "Okay well now that I have everyone's full attention I'd like to introduce..." Ms.Samson gets cut off. "I don't do intros Lady!" Mr.High and Mighty says or should I say. "Highty." I whisper under my breath giggling at the nick name I gave him. I'm looking at the floor and giggling and someone interrupts my thoughts. "What are you laughing at Maybe? I snap my head towards the voice. It's just Highty. Wait, what out of all the seats he could have chose from.
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