Chanda and I

Chanda and I

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It was the beginning of 6th grade. So most of the boys hadn't even touched puberty yet and stood at least 5 inches shorter than most girls, including me. The perfect example was Chanda, 5 feet even and darker than dark chocolate. He was the nerdy looking type with black square glasses that looked almost cartoonish and a lanky figure like he hadn't grown into his limbs yet. We had only two classes together and at first, had never looked each other's way. Until a fire alarm drill brought us closer together in line by last name.
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It's fun, right? Maybe for some people but not others. Today being the first day of school meant new faces, new looks, new teachers, etcetera. So if you come into school wearing a leather jacket and you have a fuckin' black eye, well... you can expect to hear some asshole whispering. (Warning! This fanfic includes, bullying, harsh words/terms, self-harm, suicidal acts and thoughts, anorexia, smoking and abuse. If you are uncomfortable with any of these topics, please do not read)

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