Secrets

Secrets

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" There was a moment of silence. They were looking at eachother. Cece suddenly burst out: "Wow. Really?! So basically you just explained to us that you were living a painful, pathetic life by our side and that we're not popular enough for you so you enjoyed more kissing Felicia's ASS than watching a movie with your real best friends??!!" Chloe wasn't even looking at either of us, she was just shaking her head in shame. "Come on Chloe." said Cece. They both walked over to the door and left without looking back and left me depressed and teary-eyed. The next day, I felt weak emotionally and physically. All the drama had drained me. My mum was worried as to why I was so unhappy. Even though it felt like it,I wasn't sick, I didn't have a cold. So, I told her that Cece, Chloe and I had had a huge row and I didn't have anyone else to hangout with so that I didn't have to go to school aka hell. I was sort of pouring my heart out to her and she felt sorry for me. There was no need for me to explain what happened at the party, she would feel even more sorry for me and I would probably feel even more miserable and self-pity. My mum still had to go to work, so did my dad and my brother was at kindergarden so I was left by myself at home, laying in my bed, watching an America's Next Top Model marathon. I disallowed myself to check anything social media related or text messages. If someone wanted to speak to me, they had to straight up call me or come right up at my face. I was sick and tired of all the bullshit at school. Maybe it was Tyra Banks's fierceness, i dont know, but my sadness was slowly turning into anger."
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Harvey

When I slammed my locker shut and turned to see Toby standing there, watching me, I jumped in fright and dropped my bag. Talk about speaking of the devil. I picked it up quickly before he could and said a rushed "hi" before turning to leave. But Toby pulled me back to him making my flustered countenance change and I was suddenly defensive. I pulled away and made a face. "Do you need something or something?" I questioned him. "Relax," he said. "Are you in a hurry?". He sounded so sweet. And why was he looking down at me so innocently? "I'm not", I said with a shake of the head. He seemed very polite so I instantly felt bad for being rude. "What's up?". "You're Harvey, right? Harvey Celestine?". I nodded. "You're Maria's friend". "To the point, Meyers". I was quickly becoming bored. Toby looked surprised for a moment, although I didn't know why. But then, he smiled a little. "You left your geography note and textbook in class and that wouldn't do considering the fact that we have a geography test tomorrow". I immediately switched up and started thanking him profusely. All my sticky notes and reminders were in there. He smiled and waved it off before turning to leave. When I got home, Maria gave me a phone call, squealing like a child. "Toby invited me to his birthday party this Saturday!". I pulled the phone away from my ears to protect myself from the extra scream that came after that. "He said you could come too". "No thanks, I've got to study". "Tests are ending tomorrow". "Uh college..". "...isn't until the end of the year? Dude, why are you being so ....not fun?". "Dude," I said, getting up to pace. "I just don't want to come". "Why?". "I don't know". "Dude, why?". "I said I don't.....". Immediately, I was interrupted by a stone flying through my window and into my room. I instantly screamed.

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