I'm still so out of place

I'm still so out of place

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The society we live in is full of many stereotypes and is full of fake people and lies. In highschool you tend to notice this the most. After being bestfriends for a while, Ellie and Riley begin to grow apart in this ever changing highschool atmosphere. Their worlds soon spiral into catastrophes. Ok so we are Sofi and Maria, besties that are new to the world of writing. Im Sofi btw, and I will be writing Riley's point of view, and I'm Maria, and I will be writing the chapters from Ellie's point of view. We are hoping to grow as writers and just write a story that you guys like (: Well we hope you guys enjoy it
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  • petrichor ᖭ༏ᖫ ellie williams

You have no idea how many times I found myself waiting for Riley to come over. But he never did. And I don't know why, but I found myself staring out my window... hoping he'll look out his window and smile at me like he always does... use to anyway. Then again; I missed his lips too. The lips I tasted way too much on Friday. The lips I'm craving to have on me. But they aren't even mine to have. And I feel like my world has slanted and like it's no where near me. Like I have to run an extra mile to make up for every step I should of took; for every step I should be taking. I can't help but wonder why he hasn't come by and apologize. Is he home? Is he with Marie? Does she know? Should I be scared or something? Is he mad at me? Or himself? I stood up and walked up to my full-length mirror that's attached to my closet door. I looked at my naked body. I passed my right hand over my belly. Flat. I raised my hand over my right breast. But I didn't touch it. Sigh. I turned to my side and looked at thigh and my butt. My butt sticks out a bit more than my thigh. As always. Nothing had changed. Just my feelings. My feelings about everything in my life. Suddenly, I felt anger.

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