Chapter 8

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Blythe

I am so happy, that Mason and I are finally together, I have had a crush on him since I came her from England, hence the accent. But I had been bullied for the longest time, that's why i'm street fighter. I am also a Fashion designer, but no one has ever seen my designs but I'm hoping to show it to Mason as soon as possible. 

I know what you think i'm probably a bad friend for taking Alessia's boyfriend from her, but in all honesty she never liked him. She was just playing him, one day I heard him taking to his friends about the type of girl he likes, the complete opposite of Kiara and Alessia.

So that's why I decided to change my entire look.

Here's my outfit for today, I hope Mason likes it.

I don't really like it, but I know Mason will love it

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I don't really like it, but I know Mason will love it.

I head off to school with that thought in my heart, and go to find Mason. I find him and I hug him immediately. What he does next surprises me, he pushes me away like I disgust him. Then he says " sorry i'm sick, I wouldn't want you catch my cold, babe.  " I smile again. " aww, you're so sweet. I have something for you. " I said as I pull out my design book. It had a rune, from Mortal instruments on it. I loved it.

I showed him then he started laughing at me, " good joke

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I showed him then he started laughing at me, " good joke. Babe. I haven't laughed like that in a long time. You, design! So hilarious " my jaw dropped, " you are supposed to be meek and follow everything I say, sweetheart. Anyways, gotta go! " he kissed me on the cheek, started to leave then said " change out of that plaid skirt, it makes you look fat and ugly, also keep on with the American accent, babe. " then he left.

We were standing by the lockers, so I broke down, crying. Thankfully, there was no one there.

A few minutes later, I heard heels clanking. Thinking it was Zoey or Aubree, I quickly wiped my tears and ran off to class.

Twenty minutes later, I was being tortured by the worst class ever. You guessed it, Calculus. In reality, I love this class. But, Mason said He can't date a smart girl.

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