Chapter 2: School Sucks

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After Athena gets dressed, we walk to school. She wears a nice outfit. But not as good as mine!!

 But not as good as mine!!

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Athena's outfit

Her long dark pink hair lay perfectly behind her, swaying as she walks, brushing up against her gray and gold backpack. The only makeup on her face is some mascara and eyeliner. She's so (beautiful) ugly!! So basic! Not like me! Because I'm not like other gworls!

"H-H-H-H-H-H-HURRY U-U-U-U-U-UP B-B-B-B-B-B-BRAT!!" I yell out, even though she is way in front of me. I've been trying to fly the entire time. I wonder why it's not working, it usually does. OwO.

When we arrive at the school, I trip. I fall into someone's stomach. He looks at me, a look of... something indescribable in his eye (it's pure hatred)

Then, I realize..... that his locker is right next to mine!! 😱😱😱

He shoves me against his locker, my back slamming against the cool metal. He pounds his fist down, right to my face. I try to look away from this man, but I don't want to 😩 (I HATE YOU- Author). He's gorgeous. In a way no human has ever been before, other than me! (You're uglier than my dead cat's green worms)

He has curly black hair with sapphire blue eyes, peering into mine. His chiseled jawline catches my attention, sharper than a knife. He has a white t-shirt, a black leather jacket, and he has scars on his knuckles, from so much fighting, and winning. His tanned skin practically glows. I'm new here, so I don't know anyone. We just moved yesterday, so I'm lost. I wonder who he is.... (NOT A LOVE INTEREST)

 (NOT A LOVE INTEREST)

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His Outfit

"Watch it, bitch." He yells

"I-I-I'm s-s-s-s-s-s-sorry-"

" 'sOrRy' doesn't cut it, ya little fuck!! And why do you sound and look like a 1-year-old on meth?!" He roars, making me jump. He-he's so intimidating! I shake my head yes, scared. He stares me down, dead in the eye. After a while, he sighs, and rolls his eyes.

"Just know I'm watching you, so don't try to spike my drink, asshole. Got it, you little shit." He hisses. The way he says shit gives me shivers. Shivering, I close my eyes.

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