There's always that one person that never talk to anybody, likes to isolate themselves from the rest of the world and hates the humun society
Then there's them people who love the world as they know it because they have a great life and nothing can rain on their parade
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"Honey you need to get up" my dad says from behind my door, knocking loudly
Groaning, I roll over and look over to my door where the door was rattling.
I grab my outfit for the day and change into it, walking towards my wardrobe to find my hoodie. After flicking through a few jumpers, alram jumps through me as I realize it's not here
"Dad!"
"Yeah?!"
"It's on the end of your bed!" he yells from downstairs. I look over to my bed and surely enough, a large tan hoodie draped over the end of my bed
I smile and slip it on instantly feeling warmth. Walking into the bathroom, i look into the reflection of myself and sigh, brushing my long dark brown hair. I blush my decently crooked teeth and doing my business I look back at the bathroom sink to see my black rimmed glasses sitting near the sink
Haven't worn those in a while
I grab my phone and earphones along with my bag and walk downstairs to see my dad sitting on the lounge watching the morning news, smiling. I haven't seen him smile like this since mom left
"What are you smiling about" i say smiling
"Bella set me up on a dating site called-"
"Tinder, Dad you know there can be rapists and psychotic people on there, right, aunt Bella isn't exactly the best with this stuff" I say looking at a new notification that come up on his phone
"Nicky, im nearly 37 years, i think i can handle myself, plus that's the stuff you should be worrying about"
"Okay but watch out for the psycho ones that go crazy for a handsome single dad's" i say smiling before walking to the door only to be stopped by my dad
"Have you talked to Parker" my dad says, i go still at his name. I turn to my dad and frown
"Dad, we haven't talked since last year when we moved" i say still frowning
"Okay... have a good day" my dad reply's seeing that im uncomfortable talking about it
"Love you dad" i shout walking out the door
"Love you more" he shouts back
As if my dad could ever love me as much as i love him. He's been there for me when me mom wasn't and he's my idol. Always made sure we had food, would always ask how my day went, always tried to be the perfect father. Thats why i love him, he does everything t make me happy and has told me many times he wouldn't give me up for a hundred million dollars even if we were broke and there were tumble weeds rolling through our bank accounts.
I walk to school thinking about what my dad said
"Have you talked to Parker"
I wonder if he knows me and Parker kinda broke up last year. He gave me this hoodie on our first date, it was snowing outside and stupid me was only wearing jeans and a off the shoulder top that tucked into my jeans, it was really chilly that night and i was freezing my ass off. He noticed this and gave me his hoodie, at the end of the night when Parker brought me home, i asked him if he wanted his hoodie back and he said
"its looks better on you then on me"
Those words ran through my mind all that night i even slept in the hoodie, taking in his scent. Its weird how i remember our first date because most couples dont. Parker was special to me, he was the only guy other than my dad that i loved. The night i told him that i was leaving to come live here, he yelled at me called me selfish for not telling him sooner. I cried, I got angry telling him to get out of my house and he left, just like that. I've never seen or spoken to him since
I arrived at school shortly after thinking over everything, only people in my PE class know what i look like without the hoodie and even then they dont spare a look at me. Im not going to deny I'm pretty, i sure dont look like most girls in this school
Walking into the school i feel watched, all the time. I hear whispers, comments, snickers, but never look up to see any faces. The bell rings and i make my way to my first class with my head down.
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I made it through my first couple periods before it came to lunch. The lunch hall is always a nightmare, kids struggling to get in line, pushing, shoving. Only last week i had someone trip me making me fall onto the ground, face first into my food tray
The lunch hall is packed already and the bell only just went. I got my food from the cafetiere and start walking towards the football field where i eat. Walking by the 'popular' table i hear something i wish i didn't
"I think I've gotten it on with every girl in school, its amazing" i hear a boy with a light Spanish accent to his voice say
"Ahem" two girls clear their throats making the guy cough
"Sorry" he mumbles
"Ill tell you who you haven't yet" a different male voice says
"Who?" the Spanish guy asks
"Nicole Andrews" The seconds voice says and i freeze. Me? They must be mistaken, if any one even thinks about coming near me or even trys to get in bed with me i swear they won't be having children anytime soon
They voices are silent for a minute then i hear whispers
"There she is, now is your chance. I bet if you cant get her in bed with you in three months time, you give me have to buy me what ever kinda food I want for two weeks straight" The second voice whispers
"Deal"
I drop my tray of food making the tin crash onto the floor, food spreading everywhere. I run over things in my head and decide to run. I start sprinting out of the lunch hall and down the hallway in a matter of seconds, i hear another pair of feet slapping against the floor getting closer and closer towards me. A hand wraps around my wrist. The hand thats not on my wrist wraps around my waist and spins my body round . I see a pair of emerald green eyes owned by Noah Johnson. That one really hot guy in nearly all schools
"You trying to run away from me Nicole?" he says in a deep voice
"N-n, just going for a-a run" i stutter looking up at him, for him only to study my face
His face comes closer and closer until there are only centimeters between us
"I-i have to go" i stutter, getting the courage to move my legs and walk away
"Wait i-" Noah starts but i cut him off
"Leave me alone" i say sternly
I walk out of the school and start to walk home without signing out. My vision becomes blury and my eyelids start to feel wet. I refuse to let tears fall in public, it shows weakness. I continue walking home. Getting to the front door, i unlock the door and walk inside, dropping my bag and walking over to lounge curling up on it and turning on Netflix. I hear a loud crash coming from the kitchen and see dad walk out with a baseball bat held up in the air.
"Who's there!" he shouts making my jump
"Dad its only me" i say weakly
"Hey whats wrong" he says softly, putting the bat down and coming t sit next to me, rubbing my back
"Was just feeling unwell" i say with a weak smile
"Alright well get some rest" he reply's kissing my forehead and getting off the lounge, walking back into the kitchen. I slightly start to sob pulling my sleeves up to my face, covering it as sleep slowly takes over
YOU ARE READING
The girl in the Hoodie *Slowly Editing*
Teen Fiction"is this what you've came to" I say making him jump a little. He turns around enough to see the sorrow in his once bright green eyes now as dull as a slow carnival ride Noah stands up, dropping the bottle of what looks to be vodka and stumbles over...
