THE DIARY OF A MISFIT

THE DIARY OF A MISFIT

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"Doesn't it bother you?" I inquired as we walked on the pavements that led to the school gate. "Treated like this." "It does sometimes. But, what can I do about it?" **** There are no big dreams, only small minds. Andrew Shilling, a social Pariah, otherwise known as a Misfit is embroiled in his Class's Social Hierarchy Struggle. With little or no reputation to go with, he devises a plan to earn a high social status at the end of Senior High. A task on the ropes for a run-over-the-mill student, but improbable for the young Shilling. A battle at a time, conquering every obstacle en route, it seemed the tides were finally in his favor. But fate had other things in store-the beautiful, eccentric Daniella Barry. Was she his salvation or the harbinger of his destruction? Only time had the right answers.
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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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