Diaries Of a Middle Schooler

Diaries Of a Middle Schooler

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Camilla Gomez, a normal 13 year old girl is starting a new life as a 8th grader in a new school. She quickly begins to make friends as well as enemy's. She quickly leads that Middle school with not be as easy as she thought it would be. Dealing with teachers, boys, girls, and worst of all..Social Workers. She doesn't know if she's gonna survive through this year. Literally. ---------------- A girl with pale white skin, tight booty shorts, and bright pink crop top walks up to me with a group of other girls. "Hey, your Camilla, the new girl right?" I nodded. She had a very dark soothing voice. "Yeah, I'm Camilla and you are?" The girls surrounding her all look me up and down as if deciding if I'm good or not. "I'm Elizabeth Kim, but everyone calls me Liza" she acts as if I'm supposed to know this already. "Listen, I know you're new, but let's cut to the chase." All her friends surround me in a circle. What is this, a cult? "I know you're all buddy buddy with Ansley but she's not a good person. She has a record of being um, not so nice to say the least." She sighed and sat down at the table. "I'm giving you a chance to give her a taste of her own medicine, take this orange and throw it at her head." I had a strange feeling to listen to her, but I knew that Ansley was a good person. Although, I don't want to be part of the losers club. And without thinking about anything, I took the orange from her hand and threw it across the cafeteria and it smacked Ansley in the face and she landed on the ground with a hard THUD.
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Blaze White is the New Girl at the Prep school in her mothers old home town. But her only goal for senior year is to keep a low profile, no friends, no parties and NO boys. Axel may be adored and worshipped by his peer-but he hates people, except 5. So when a beautiful but closed off girl suddenly enters his group. He is not welcoming of the mysterious beauty despite the pull they both feel. •••• WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. *** Like a deer in head lights, I freeze and watch as the car comes towards me expecting to get hit. But to my surprise, the car swerves to the side slightly next to me and comes to a stop. I take a deep breath I didn't know I was holding at the driver's side door swings open and a very pissed off Axel steps out. "Thank god," I mumble and place my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Blaze?" He says and I hate it. I hate how he says my name as if it's his. Like he knows it's the only thing I want to hear, him calling out to me, looking at me, focused to me. It's the first time in my life I wanted someone's attention so badly I didn't care how I got it. And that was too dangerous for me to hold onto. "Are you insane or some shit? I could have killed you!" He says and starts to walk towards me. I take a big breath and step back away from him, "s-stop! Axel," I stutter still panting. It's then he notices the blood on my hands and shirt. "Is that blood?" He asks staring at my shirt and I take another step back. "Stop, stay b-back," I try to say confidently but I can't even breath right. Realizing he won't listen I start to turn around planning to make a break for it. "Don't run from me Blaze it won't go well," he growls reading my thoughts causing me to freeze in my spot. "Do not ever think you can get away from me."

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