Wide Range of Sorrow

Wide Range of Sorrow

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Have you ever had backstabbers for friends? Well Acacia has. After moving to Montana from Florida and waking up from the coma her father put her in she still had to go back to school. And when your new and have no friends its no fun. She met Willow on the first day of school and they hit it off. Well maybe not. But what Acacia didn't know was what Willow was going to do. That brings us to now. --------------------------------- " You Bitch!" Acacia screamed. " Who are you talking to?" Willow questioned in a sickeningly sweet voice. " It's your fault that you did something so stupid not mine. I just relayed it around school. Nothing more."------------------------------------------------ I hope you love ,or at least like, my story. Fair warning there is some cussing. And I hope I don't offend anyone. This story is for the pure purpose of entertainment. P.S. I'm only thirteen so if you don't like it try cutting me some slack. And please comment. I love feedback.
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"You dropped this." I heard a husky voice say. I turned around to look at what I dropped and realized it was my schedule. I gasped. Damn, I would have been fucked if I'd lost it. I guess I didn't put it in my bag... I looked up to thank him, but ended up not being able to find my voice. He's really attractive. Drop dead gorgeous attractive. Hot. He has brown hair that is spiked up in a messy way and shiny chocolate brown eyes that are hard not to stare at. His jawline was firm and he is extremely tall compared to my 5'3" height; he seems like he's 6'1". He looks in good shape -- the white shirt he was wearing showed off his broad muscular chest. He wore a leather-mans jacket from the school over the t-shirt, with black denim jeans, and converse. I swallowed. I snapped out of it and took the paper forcing myself to say "thanks." However, he walked away before I even finished. OK... he obviously isn't interested in the 'new girl' like all the other students are. I can't help but feel a bit disappointed. Out of all the guys that have hit on me in school today he is the only one that has caught my eye -- bad news is that he didn't even bother. "You know him? I'm surprised the cheer-bitch hasn't threatened you yet." Jessica said, her face showing shock. "Um, no I don't know him... and cheer-bitch?" I frowned confused. "She's his ex-girlfriend, but considering she has such a small brain that is a size of a peanut, she won't leave him alone. I mean like seriously, EX; has she not heard of that quote, 'Thanks for the EXperience, Our time has EXpired, now EXit my life.' She is one clueless bimbo. Then again who would leave him alone he is S-E-X-Y!" I laughed. "I am going to love being your friend." I said while I looked back to where he had headed a while ago, but I no longer saw him. I sighed disappointed.

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