high school; jfg

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disclaimer: i wrote this book a year and a half ago. magcon was still sort of a thing and i liked them at the time.

what i wrote in this book doesn't define the way I feel about Jack gilinsky. in fact, I can't stand him, only Jack Johnson. i honestly cant, but I'm not deleting this book. you can call me a fake for only liking Jack Johnson but I'm honestly not. if you send death threats I will block you.

i hate this book, but a lot of people like this book so i decided to keep it up for you guys.

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"Dad, do I have to go?" I ask, desperate to stay home. "Yes." He sighed. "They hate me, dad." I said. "Honey, it's just you're different." He said. "Why? Because I'm black?" I asked. "Yes, but black is beautiful." He said. I smiled at him. He handed me my keys and I went outside to my car.

Being the only biracial kid in school is hard. I have no friends, at my last school I made friends easily. Not at this school. They all hate me. They treat me different. The teachers are rude too me, so are the students.

I sighed as I started my car and drove to the place they call "school" when it should be called hell.

I pulled into a parking space and got out. I grabbed my black nike elite backpack and shut the door. "Um, that's my spot." The biggest bitch in school, Stacy said. I shrugged and locked my car before walking into the school.

It feels like everyone looks at me as I walk in because people were staring at me. Of course, I ignored it.

I walked into the cafeteria, sat down, and took out my headphones. I started playing 'walked in' by bankrolled fresh.

As I was listening to my music, one of my headphones got ripped out. "What the hell are you doing here?!" I looked up and I realized it was Stacy and her army of hoes. "Can I help you?" I asked. "Yeah. Move." She said. I rolled my eyes and got up. "Good girl." She said to me, like I was a dog. I rolled my eyes and checked the time. 7:32 am.

I walked to my locker, since I only had three minutes until the bell rang. I put my stuff away and grabbed my science book.

As I was walking away from my locker, I bumped into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry." A deep voice said. "Sorry, it was my fault." I said. I looked up and my eyes met dark brown eyes. He smiled and I smiled back. "Oh, uh let me help you." He said as I bent over to pick up my stuff.

I reached for my notebook and so did he. Out hands brushed. I blushed. "Oh sorry." I said. "My name is Mahlia." I said. "Jack." He said with a warm smile. Finally someone who doesn't hate me. "Want to sit with me at lunch?" He asked. "Sure." I said with a small smile. He waves and walks away.
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I sigh as I take my seat in science. "You're late." The teacher says to me. I rolled my eyes. "Do you want detention?" He threatened. Oh well. I shrug. He sighs and starts teaching. "Everyone, get out your notebooks." He says, his voice making me cringe.

We were writing things I was t paying attention too. "mr. Newcombe, can I go to the bathroom?" I ask. He nods and I get up and leave.

As I walk down the hall, I see this couple making out. I passed them, not caring about them. I pushed the bathroom door open and washed my hands. I didn't even need to go to the bathroom.

I walked out and saw the couple still making out. Being my nosey self, as I passed, I looked at the couple and I realized it was Stacy.

Ew. I quickly made my way back to class continuing with the lesson. "Hey can I borrow a pencil?" Andrew asks while his friends behind him laugh. "No." I said. "Oh sorry, I forgot you can't afford it." He said with a smirk on his face. I just want to slap him.

I don't need a huge house, it's just my dad and I. But I'm light skin living lavish. So I'm not poor.

"Andrew, sit down." Mr. Myles says. He sighs and sits down. "Enjoy your lunch." I gathered all of my stuff and went to my locker.

I was surprised when I saw Jack there, only he wasn't at my locker he was at Kayla's. I sighed and did my combination. As my locker opened he looked at me. I smiled and waved. He didn't do anything besides walk away. I felt like stabbing myself. I thought he was different.
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Hi guys! Of course new book!
This book is not in anyway shape of form to be racist, it's just about a girl who has a hard time being the only African American in the school.