Chapter 1
I ran and I kept running. It was calming me down. Just like when I used to run track and cross-country. I haven't been running in two years, because most of the popular girls on the team always pick on me for liking Trey, and rub in my face how much I can't have him, when they can. I couldn't take hearing about all the 'fun' nights with Trey and the fairytale dates they would go on. It was hurting me to the core.
But, today is the day that I say FUCK Trey Morrison, and I move on to bigger and better things. That's not as easy as it sounds, because inside, I still want him. I still love him, but I gotta do this for me, because I deserve to be happy, and I deserve a boy who's going to treat me like how I should be treated.
Too bad I didn't exactly know what that was. I didn't have a daddy to treat me like a princess and shower me with love. I had a sperm donor, in other words daddy, and an absent piggy bank, that would be mommy not so dearest. She was never at home. Like, ever. She was on a travel kick, touring the world with her twenty-something year old boyfriend. He only wanted her for her money. Whenever she was home, he'd try to push up on me, and when I told mom, she'd just tell me how much of an ungrateful, lying bitch I was.The only person who treated me like I was worth more than the ground I walk on, was Lea. She has been there through everything in my life with me, holding my hand, and I will always love her for that.
I stopped running once I was off of school property, and far enough down the road. I took a few deep breaths, and just walked along the sidewalk towards my house. I could just call Geoffrey and tell him to come pick me up, but I wouldn't do that. I don't know why my mom insists on buying me unnecessary shit like a driver, when I have two functioning feet and two legs, and a perfectly working car.
I pulled out my iPod from my pocket, pressed 'shuffle', and jogged down the sidewalk, just enjoying the breezy temperature. Soon enough, I was in my neighborhood, and I couldn't be happier.
This is the part where I tell you how much of an idiot I am, and how much I hate my life. Right now, I am stamding outside my locked door, and my house key, along with my cell phone, is in my locker... at school. I rolled my eyes, took off my cardigan, leaving it on my front porch, cut up my music volume, and started the run back to Jefferson High School. What a fucking day.
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*Trey's P.O.V*
Why does that little girl insist on embarrassing me? She's only seventeen, and I'm eighteen. So what she's a senior, I don't care. She's young, immature, and annoying. For four years now, she's been running me down, telling me she wants to hang out and how much she cares for me. I don't give a fuck! What does she want me to do? Come be her lil boyfriend? Nah, I'm straight.
I got bad bitties on my arm twenty four hours of the day, so what I need her for? I mean, she bad and all, but I don't want her. She too innocent. Too young. I need a girl who can handle me, and keep up. She'll be one of those clingy and obsessive types. I already know it! I know I shouldn't have called her ugly, because she ain't. She's the exact opposite, body like DAYUM, but I just can't be with her. I'm not bout to settle down, shit I'm only 18!
She lives in my neighborhood, so it's not like I ever get a break. I sighed, and walked into the gym. It was filled with hella people who was either skipping, trying to formulate a plan to get off campus, or kids who had P.E and didn't feel like doing anything.
I felt around my pockets, and noticed I didn't have my wallet! Damn, I needed that to eat lunch. I didn't feel comfortable asking somebody else for money, so I just texted Tyriq to come drop it off. Hopefully, he does it. We aren't as close as we should be for brothers, but oh well, if he decides not to bring it, I just won't eat.

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