she opened the doors of her least favorite place in the world, called Westfield high.
As she walked through the halls, she could hear the "hey Alex" and "what's up, Alexandra" from here very 'respectful' classmates, but she just continues to walk, ignoring every creature surrounding her and trying her best not to bring a pen and stab everyone in their throats .
She was walking to her locker but stopped when she felt a hard object under her foot, she looked down to find a pink pen, "Oh, that's mine, could you please pick it up for me, please?" a sweet voice rang through her ears.
She looked to her right to find a blonde boy picking up a few papers on the ground, he wasn't facing her.
Being the ignorant human being she is, she continued to walk without picking the pen up for the sweet boy, she didn't bother.
But little did she know that, the boy she didn't help, would be the boy that will change her life.
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