Welcome to Hell

Welcome to Hell

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Feb 1, 2019
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Romance
Clair Jess is a normal girl except for a few minor things. She has more piercings than anyone at Zara High, she owns two cats, two snakes, and a bearded dragon, she's a lesbian, and she has eyes that are pitch black like tar. She has been assigned as the freak of ZarSwallow Hills, the pathetic town that she called home. She has a normal everyday routine: She wakes up, gets dressed, care for the animals, go to school, come home, eat dinner, care for the animals again, do homework, shower, sleep, repeat. She has very little time for herself. She has a problem with hurting herself. Things just seems to get worse when a new girl moved in next door. Could this be a start of a friendship or rivailry? Only time could tell. But one thing is for certain... ...Welcome to Hell.
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"Why do you portray yourself as the 'bad girl'?" I'm caught off guard by his question. I look down at my shoes, feeling slightly angry. Who was he to say that me being a bad girl is just something I portray myself as? "This is my lifestyle." "I don't believe that for even a second, Josephine." "And why not?" I ask him, snapping my head up to meet his piercing eyes. "Today I've seen more than you being a 'bad girl'. That's not who you are," he shrugs. "Let's get this straight and you listen loud and clear. I don't pretend to be someone I'm not. This lifestyle that I'm living is real. I smoke, I wear leather jackets, I ride motorcycles, I love bands, and I know how to fight. That's what I do, and what I am is a bad girl." "No, what you are is a normal person. There's no such thing as a 'bad girl' and there is no such thing as a 'bad boy'. Anybody can throw on a leather jacket, hop on a motorcycle, and throw a cigarette in their mouth. That doesn't classify them as a bad boy or girl, Josephine." I consider his theory for a second, but then I shake my head. "Who I am is all that I know how to be." "That makes you one of us." ~~~~~~ Josie only wants one thing: to know why Felix Calvin Wesley doesn't talk. Everyone at Roke High School has gone up to him to get him to talk, or maybe to just find out what he draws in that huge sketchbook he always seems to be carrying around. When Josie's best friend makes her get up and go talk to him one day during lunch, Josie doesn't back down. They say it only takes twelve days to fall in love with someone. Will the bad girl fall in love with the weirdo artist? Or is Josie just wasting her time?

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