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This is my life. To be pushed fiercely against the walls and lockers. To be insulted by my peers. To beaten to point where I was bleeding. This is my life. Most teens would beg their parents to get out of that school. I would....if I had any. My parents died in a car crash at the beginning of freshman year. My depression made me an outcast. The weird girl. The money from their life insurance was enough to at least last me for a few years. So I would definitely be able to pay for college. I take care of myself because no one else will. No one.
Finally the school day had ended. I normally take the bus home, but I chose to walk home today because of the new bus settings. Someone was added to same bus I take. Gilbert Beilschmidt. The man I hated with a burning passion.
There is no way I am taking the same bus as him. I never even want to be in the same area as him. He's nothing to me. Just like I'm nothing to him.
I walk pass the buses where other students were waiting to board. "Name..." I hear. The voice had a German accent, and it was a voice I knew all to well. I didn't respond. I didn't even acknowledge its presents. "Name, can we-" before Gilbert could finished one of his so-called girlfriends interrupted him. "Don't get too close to her Gilbert, or you might catch her weirdness."
I continued walking before he could say anything else.
"Hey (Name). You know were gonna be friends forever right?" "Really?" "Yeah. Cross my heart." "And hope to die."
After about thirty minutes of walking I finally reached my house. I didn't care how long it took me to get home, no one was waiting for me any way. Another reason I didn't want to take the bus was because Gilbert and I would get off on the same stop. He only lived a few houses down from me. I pull out my keys to unlock the door when I hear... "(Name), can we talk? Please." I turn around and look to straight into hos ruby eyes and say "Go. Fuck yourself." I unlock the door, open it, and slam it shut. Cross my heart and hope to die. Yeah right.
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Wow.... Great story btw