Tommo Tease

Tommo Tease

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Wake up, get ready, take the bus to the prison others call school, walk to work, head home only to lock myself in my room. Sounds like a normal day,right? It has been this was for years, I trudge through my schedule and come home. The only time I don't mope is when I become comfortable with someone;like my dearest friend. That's when you should be scared; I get crazy and tease like there is no tomorrow! Oh, did I mention that my life is about to become even crazier? Ya, we're adopting. An older boy. ~~~~~~~~~~ Hi! Hope you like reading as much as I love writing! Cover credit: naimhhh1
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Scribbling on a torn piece of notebook paper in class, I check every few seconds to confirm Misses isn't looking my way. Can't risk getting a bad mark on the first day of secondary school. 'who is everyone whispering about?' I pass the note to my best friend Chloe. 'Louis Tomlinson.' She wrote back. I scrunch my face and re-read the note. I glance over at her as she fans herself exaggeratedly. Misses stands from her desk and turns around to write something on the board. I drown out the putrid noise of chalk scratching as I write a response. 'who is Louis Tomlinson?' ... I often dream about going back in time and warning myself. But I doubt it would change the outcome. i've made these choices. And as much as it hurts to admit it, i'd make them again even knowing the hell it would cause. I love you, you know. { Olivia Madison's first year of secondary school, commonly referred to as high school, was supposed to be her first step into maturity and adulthood. Little did she know that what started out as an innocent crush would end up changing the course of her life. A few spontaneous decisions is all it takes for hatred and forgiveness to become an everyday battle in her life. "I hate you, I hate you not." }

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