Super Huge Important Disclaimer: this book was written when I was very young and had no idea how to write or what I was doing. It's not very good and it's super cringey. I'm warning you now so if you decide to read it, be aware.
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I groan when my alarm goes off. I really hate that thing. I smack the off button before getting up. I walk to my bathroom and brush my teeth and hair. I walk to my bedroom and go to my closet. I put on black ripped skinny jeans, a black long sleeved shirt, and my black hooded leather jacket. I then slip on grey high top converse.
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"Do you always wear all black?" Dexter asks when I walk downstairs.
"Yeah." I say.
"Why?"
"Because if I wore colors people would think they could talk to me and nobody would be scared of me." I say.
"So, you like people being scared of you?" Ashton asks.
"Yeah."
"You're weird." He says.
"I know." I say and walk to the kitchen. I grab and eat a granola bar before walking outside. I hop on my bike, put my helmet on and leave. I get to school and people stare at me more than usual. I ignore it and go to my locker.
"What happened?" Kendall asks when she sees me.
"What are you talking about?" I ask, confused.
"You have a huge bruise on your jaw." She says pointing to my jaw.
"Crap." I whisper.
"So what happened?" She asks. Kendall and now Ashton and Dexter are the only people that know about my fighting.
"Street fighting." I whisper so no one can hear me.
"Ok." She says.
***
"Hey, Sweetheart." A familiar voice says from behind me.
"Hey, Batman." I say closing my locker and turning around.
"Sweetheart, I'm sure you know Mia." He says motioning to Mia, aka the most popular girl in school.
"Gabriella." She says.
"Hi, Mia." I say and move past them and outside. OK, you're probably confused. Mia has been bulling me since freshman year. I never fought back because I hate attention and if I fought back I would get attention. So I just ignore her at all cost.
"Sweetheart."
"Hey!"
"Sweetheart!" Ashton screams running toward me, I ignore him and walk toward my bike. All of a sudden there is a hand on my wrist and I am spun around.
"Please tell me what's wrong." Ashton says letting go of my wrist.
"Nothing. I'm fine." I assure him.
"Ok, I'll see you at home." He says but I can tell he doesn't belive me. I walk to my bike and go home.
