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I turn around to find my textbooks and papers scattered around the ground in ruined pieces. My eyes well up with tears but I know now that letting the tears flow just makes it worse.
It was Sarah's fouteenth birthday and the only person she didn't wan't there was Alana.
These boys today Are part of the reason I'm so antisocial Sitting on the bus today Then some boys got on One sat behind me And hit me as he did Yes, he said sorry And I said it's okay And then a...
Must be your favourite word, The only thing you ever say. Annoys me so so much, It's really not okay. If you say it one more time, I will never speak to you again.
You silly little, little bitch. Since I was seven your mouth would snitch, Those fat annoying lips, Would mouth first that, then this.
I used to like him. He was sweet, kind and warm. But now he's a jerk. He's cold hearted and mean. When ever I talk to him his eyes are somewhere else. He doesn't look into my eyes he looks down.
"WHAAT?. You ought to be out of your mind!" screamed my sister , I was already sick of her and her complaining, everything I shared with her, she always had to disagree. "Charlotte. Don't you shout.
It's funny how u think people are ur friend and everything's going to be fine. Ur soooo excited for a week long school trip ur going on, in ur (Supposedly) BFFs dorm. And they kick u out.
5--Ally ~Ally's POV~ "Alright...now get in," my brother ordered me, and I silently obeyed. I sighed, wondering what Mitch was going to say to me.
Part 3 I was standing in the cafeteria leaned against the wall when I felt someone looking at me.
The whisper of a roumer, spreading round the school like melting butter.
Chapter 4 I sit down at the table in the cafeteria, setting my tray on the table happily. I feel better after knowing what is up with Kendall.
I looked away, searching for something to attract my attention. It was keeping me from looking at him at least. But I could feel his eyes on me, those mossy eyes.
Coming home from my boyfriends is always hard, missing him when we're apart, sleeping alone without my guard to protect from all the monsters and ghouls that visit in my nightmares.
This is my 101th Opuss. Yayyy. And as promised, I did talk to my friend about my feelings. Nobody's head enlarged and exploded, thank GOD.
"Hi, what's your name?" I heard someone said. "Who are you?" I ask, looking at him. He laughed and sat on my desk. His friends surrounding him. Is this situation what they call cornered.
~*~ True story. <3 "Did we lose them?" I turned my head over my shoulder, anxiously tucking a strand of my long hair over my ear. Paul looked behind him, his fists curled together.
"Mom!" I screamed. "What honey?" "What the heck is this?!" I asked/yelled, holding out the piece of paper. "I don't know what you're talking about." "Your a liar. I read it.
It's been a week since I last talked to Susan or Julie. Julie hasn't been on the bus but I've seen her in school. I wonder why.
'Lissa. Lissa, did you hear?' 'Oh. Being civil again now are we?' What the hell. She was the one suggesting that things were different than they were. 'Actually no.
Tonight, my friend made a Facebook status saying 'it's sad when you realize you don't mean as much to someone as you thought you did. ' You know what else is sad.
Ok you've been at drama club. Put in a group with Lydia Barrett who is a selfish little brat. In our groups we needed to do a piece of drama about a shoe.
Cranborne Middle School Yr8 Set 2 Humanities L2 "So who is singing in your tutor group for Battle of the Bands. Aimee asked me. "Alisha, Emily, Anna... and April".
So you say we're best friends but you don't tell me anything, things that you tell anyone when they ask but when it comes to me you get all secretive and elusive.