It’s a winter Monday morning; oh how much I hate it!! It’s my first day in my new school. I hope this year it will be different. I took a shower, I got dressed in my usual black outfit and left the house.
When I get there, I am shocked. The school is so big. There’s a sea of students, wow. My heart starts to beat fast and loud, I am pretty sure everyone is hearing it from miles away.
While going to the principal to get the schedule of my classes, I bumped into a girl: she has blonde hair, brown eyes, she was a bit short, but still taller than me.
“ OMG!!! Can’t you look where you’re going?!?!” she yelled, oh well I just got on her bad side.
“I am so sorry, I didn’t mean this to happen” I said.
She just flipped her hair and continue walking and murmuring “this emo will regret this”. I hope you can see how lucky I am.
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The Emo And The Bad Boy
Teen FictionHi, my name is Luciana Jones, I am 17 years old, I live in Sydney and change a lot of schools. I get bullied a lot just because I look like an emo with my purple hair, black outfits and dark makeup but still being a nerd by always getting straight A...
