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Over the next few days, I tried my hardest to come to terms with losing Nate. I stayed with the two of them in lessons, but after that I tried to mingle with the other popular girls and the jocks.
You're So Different Part Two I showed her around, introduced her to almost everybody. The weirdest thing was, is that we had the exact same schedule. Kinda creepy.
You're So Different Part One "Ew!. What the hell is that!?" Nelly screeched, looking at her dissected frog. Nelly, the school slut.
I remember the moments we shared together as young teenagers, we were then and still are so close, which is why I can't let him know how I feel about him, because ruining our friendship because I...
Chapter 7 "I wanted to apologize from you about yesterday." he sighed. At first I couldn't get it, I was like: " what did he just said?!". I couldn't stop myself from gasping loudly with daze.
I waited for him on my porch, me and him carving our initials in it and drawing a heart yesterday. He said he would be here, two hours ago.
Truth Hurts Part Twenty Three -----------Lisa's Point Of View----------- I fidgeted in my seat. Christopher glanced at me sideways. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Melissa will be really mad." I said.
Just when I think nothing else could go wrong. He does the complete unexpected. And ignores me. Looks away from my yearning gaze. Walks with three other disgusting girls that are touching him.
I want to write a new story about a bad boy called Trey Cox-Jones (Jones) and a 'normal' (by the standards of my private school) girl called Cheryl Johansson (Cher) who eventually end up as friends.
I want to write a new story about a bad boy called Trey Cox-Jones (Jones) and a 'normal' (by the standards of my private school) girl called Cheryl Johansson (Cher) who eventually end up as friends.
Girls at my school really quite annoy me. Their stupid chants and yellings, yet it doesn't bother me at all considering they're just jealous of me or they're trying to hide their own faults.
"Oh no. You can't suspend us!!!" I scream. "Oh yes I can!" the principal snaps back. "Fine. Suspend me, but don't suspend Dan. He was just defending me!" I yell. "or something like that." I mutter.
Chapter 1: I stepped out the door of my high school and enjoyed the soft summer breeze as it whipped my black hair around my face.
As Johnny held the knife to Oli's throat, he grinned. He could see the fear in Oli's eyes. Suddenly Marina jumped on him, knocking him to the floor and the knife out of his hand.
As Rob was checked by the doctor, he felt angry. He had got blood all over Daz's picture, and let Johnny and his gang follow him and attack him.
As Kezza was finishing work ready for next lesson, when she glanced up, and there was Rob, in the door... Covered in blood. "Rob .... Are you okay?" she slowly got up...
Oli couldn't move. It was three days since it happened... Since he lost Cara... The girl he'd cared most about ever, gone in an instant. He looked at the drugs, he wanted it all to go away.
Judge Day, what does it mean. Well for some it's how they look and for others it's people getting in their way of success. That is how my life is. Every. Day.
Lesson 4+5 As Gordon sat down in class, he saw Veronica for perhaps the first time today. He smiled, she looked beautiful. She also looked unwell, and at that moment left the class to vomit.
LUNCH TIME. Tears run down her face. Tears of joy. Tears of pain. Tears of anger. She felt dirty. How would she explain this?. Especially to Shaun. In the cubicle next door ...
FRIDAY: As Rob arrived at school, he felt guilty. He was as white as ice and snow, and felt strange.
Ps. If you haven't read "he chose me" you gotta read that first(it makes more sense). (: thanks. As I step outside the classroom instep into my fate.
You thought episode 2 was over. Hehe. As Rob finished his homework, he received a text. As he looked at his phone, he was shocked to find that it was from Emilia.
Maybe you could give others advice?: Some people have e-mailed me a question and I have the question for the week: I'm not a pretty girl or popular. But when a boy asked me out, I was overjoyed.