go screw yourself

Beep beep, I look over my shoulder at my alarm, ONLY FIVE MINTUES TILL SCHOOL STARTS?!?! WHAT THE FUDGE. Quickly I jump out of bed and run to my closet searching for decent clothes, I ripped out a tank top, a striped sweater, and skinny jeans and ran into the backroom. Frantically struggling to get on my clothes I glance at the clock again and saw 2 minutes till 8:00am. Oh shit, I thought to my self as I got my black uggs and slipped them on. Picking up my backpack and I-pod I run out the door speedily. Thank god I live within walking distance. I made my way through the hall of Webster’s High School, go wolves. I snorted at the thought.

I grunted as I walked into homeroom, this day can’t get any worst. As if on cue, that exactly happen, I saw in the corner of my eye the school’s slut and my boyfriend kissing. I squeaked and my best friend followed my eyes, and she did the same exact thing.

“Luke,” I squealed heart brokenly. Everyone turned to look at me then at Luke still kissing the plastic Barbie. He broke the kiss and starred at me with eyes widen. Feeling my heart drop I run out of the classroom slamming the door. I don’t care if I get detention, I lean against my locker fairly close to my homeroom. Sliding down to the ground I hug myself and cry, how could he do that. He even looked like he was enjoying it. The classroom door opened revealing a very frantic Luke, he looked all over the hall until his glaze fell upon me. He ran to my side and hugged me he hurt me to much already, so I push him away.

“I love you Avril,” he spoke trying to make it better.

“Three words comes to mind right now, these three words are GO SCREW YOURSELF!” I jolted up and walked away wiping away these unnecessary tears. While walking away I ran into a wall, I’ve been here from freshman year there’s never been a wall here. I look up and see a hot guy my age, I mean HOT hot. I felt a tear leave my eye again and I rush to wipe it away. Stepping out of the guy’s path I continue down the hall, but he pops up in front of me and I walk into him again.

“I’m going to have a head ache if you kept doing that, it’s bad enough my heart is aching already,” I mumble the last part under my breath, my very unstable breath.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 10.11.2011

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