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Tears streaming down my face, I climb onto the ledge. His voice startles me, almost making me fall, that and my clumsiness. "Harper! What are you doing up there?!" He shouts "What does it look like Declan? You're smart, I'm sure you can figure it out." I snap, not even bothering to turn and look at him. "That isn't fair Harper! You're being stupid. Please, just get down off the damn ledge before you fall." "NO! You know what isn't fair, Declan? Life. And I'm sick of living it, constantly feeling like shit all the time! I'm tired of being everyone's punching bag, I can't take it anymore! Don't you get it? Nobody cares about me!" the tears are full force now, making it so I can barely see. He gasps like I've offended him "You're wrong, Harper. I care about you. Doesn't that mean anything?" I slowly turn to look at him, and my converse slips off the edge... ******************* High school is never what we expect it to be. At the beginning of her Freshman year, Harper Jackson finds out that nothing is guaranteed. That includes friends who said they'd always be there. Now in the middle of the her Junior year, sixteen year old Harper is an outcast, a misfit. Completely friendless, Harper starts to isolate herself, blocking out anybody who tries to break through the walls she's so carefully built. Then she meets Declan Reid. A boy so gorgeous he very well could have been hand crafted by Greek Gods. But what does somebody like Declan want with a girl like Harper? Can Declan save Harper from herself, or is she too far gone? *Warning: This book contains profanity, and some mature content
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My Teddy

The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}

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