The many different stages of maple

" show some class "

Note : Oliver / maple action up in here tbh. Also my biggest inspiration Ryan Murph inspired me to do a horror book and some other people to.

CHAPTER: 8

People always say that change is a good thing, not necessarily true ,one time I wanted to give my hamster a bath for a change. Well I ended up putting him in the washer, only for him to die. You will be remembered Arnold, you didn't live much, you lasted for about two weeks. Then again I was like nine, however that is no excuse for my pet turtle cheesecake, okay that's enough talking.

My point is my ocean blue locks had to go. I remembered they day I dyed my hair. It was in my old foster home. Cherry and Bass shay were there name, yeah there excuse was that they didn't have enough room for me in that home of there's. Then again I never liked the smell of cat shit. Speaking of cats in that home, they had 6 cats. But didn't have room for my homeless ass, they did take in the "normal" kids though.

I'm getting of track, the thing is that I want to be normal. I was always called a decent girl, that I had the adorable attitude down. Mr. Harrington says I do these things because of my own apperception. What ever that means, I don't care, I just want to stun Oliver. I'm going to win him and Stephanie is just going to be sitting in the sideline. It was a cliché, but then again all clichés are true and real.

I ended up bleaching my hair turning it from blue to blonde. I went to Maria's makeup bag ,and found the boldest shade of red lipstick. So I could rubbed all of that shit on my mouth. I put on some huge high heals and a puffy soothing dress on. It was official I looked like some Holly Golightly going to breakfast. I didn't mind feeling a little pretty,Stephanie always did it ,and the bitch is legless. Besides Oliver seem to like it on her.

I had Walter drop me off at school, since he wasn't working today. However, there wasn't any sign of Oliver anywhere. It was very unusual for Oliver to be absent. He wouldn't even be late to school,nothing would stop him. Well that's what I thought at least.

Fifth period came by when a sudden urge of hatred toke over my body. I could practically smell the fish stench from a mile away. I turned around only to spot the two hopeless romantics of our high school. They were locked arm to arm and were clearly "in love".

"What fresh hell is this?" I didn't know what this falls was doing to me but it stung.

"Hey maple." Oliver whispered to me, while a smirk snuck up his mouth.

"Hey dick face."

"You seem a little surprised to see me... aww did maple miss me." He laughed as he made his way down class.

Class sounded like a good idea until I was stopped by queen bitch Stephanie.

"Baby you got nothing to prove with that dress. Even then Oliver doesn't seem to be provoked, or pleased by your appearance."

"Listen here you wannabe motion picture dream boat, Oliver may think you walk on water. However ,you're no tall glass of wine to me. I will crush you, and make you feel like some leftover cocksucker if you ruin him like the rest of your eye candy."

"Burn in hell, freak."

"One more thing rich bitch, I may not be a serial killer but I can sure as hell act like one."

She walked back to class, but I still had the chance to hear her whisper under her breath

"Stupid, bitch."

Lost in my thoughts, I didn't even notice that the bell rang along time ago. For sure Mrs. Graski Would give me an after school detention. I was just hoping she wouldn't give me a lecture. You see Mrs Graski is a French teacher, her lectures are always in French. No one ever understands what comes out of that dumb bitch's mouth. When I walked in ,to my surprise Mrs. Graski wasn't even in class today. Apparently she backed over on her dog today. Everyone knows that she cares more about that mutt, then her own husband. I was just hoping her husband backed over on her.