#1 imagine- Michael
abster98716
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abster98716
Ongoing, First published Jun 20, 2015
I walk into school wearing black ripped skinny jeans with converse and a random hoodie on, energy drink in hand to get me through this horrid day at hell or school as somewould say. You see I moved to Australia 4 months ago.Divorce. The thing that tears familys apart, thats what happend to my family. Now my dad lives in America running a small business. I never really got along with my mum and that hasnt changed but my older sister has always been my best friend. she was therefore me when I was bullied and just needed to cry back in america and ill always be there for her. 

Anyway back to my day at hell. walking through the school gates I ignore the constant stares from the cheerleaders who look me up and down in disgust. I walk straight towards my friends giving them all hugs when I get there. we talk about about what we did at the weekend and are upcoming exams in march when the dreade bell goes for first lesson. As I walk through the long winding corridors i daydream about sleeping with sirens before too long i see the the all too familiar door to maths but before I get there. BANG. I'm on the floor. I dont even care that someone made me fall over more the fact that my sacred drink is all over the floor.

I get up and am about to shout at the person who made me fall and spill my drink. Before I can rant at this stupid person I get lost in emerald green eyes that belong to the player of the school. Michael Gordan Clifford. Now some say he is  nice,kind,smart and thoughtful. then theres me. from my dictionary there is one word to explain Michael. Douchebag. Instead of having ago at him I walk away. Slightly bumping him on the shoulder along the way. 

I walk into maths. Late as usual. I dont get 2 meters into the room before my tecaher, Mr.Moon, is giving me a detention slip for tonight.ughh, i was going to got to the skateboard park. I hate Michael clifford. I hate Him.He is so frustrating. I sit at the back of the class staring out the window.Only 4 lessons left
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