It was Monday morning...
My mom just dropped me off at school but of course it was a silent car ride. My mom was to busy talking on the phone as always . We never talked on rides to school because she would never pay attention! Knowing my mom I could literally never come home and she would never notice. But thank god i'm not someone like that.
I'm short, about 5'2 i'd say, long dark brown hair, I like to read and my social cred is on a good level I should say. everyone knew though due to my ex-bestfriend. Her name was Azaria Ornolio. She's a bitch. I regret everything we did together, everything I said to her, and also everything I ever let her wore that was mine. She was skinny but she would stretch out all of my shirts with her 42d sized boobs.
Oh I almost forgot, i'm Hope, Hope Matthews. I was born on November 1st, 1999. I'm 16 in the 11th grade.I go to LAHS in California. I was born in New York but my mom made us move all the way across the country for some job she had. I'm not complaining though, we live in an insanely huge house. My mom, My older sister Valentina (20yro) and my older brother Carter(18yro) and lastly my husky Angel(1yto) , live in house with like 50 rooms for no reason. We live in Beverly Hills but I go to Los Angeles High School because BHHS wasn't the best high school to go to. It's not far but with traffic its like 35 mins away. Anyhoooooooo enough chit chat I need to leave this car if I wanna make it to class.
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I'm now in front of the doors of hell, school. Oh how I hated coming here. No one seemed to care about me every since my friendship with Azaria ended. Well everyone except for my boyfriend, and best friends. Jack was my boyfriend.He's 6'0 and very cute ;). My one bestfriend is Camila or Mila as I call her. Hazel and Cameron have been my bffs for as long as I can remember but Mila has been there since day 1. Well I gotta meet up with them at the library to study for a test we have in History. Yea I know a test on a Monday is weird but my teachers are cruel people.
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I get a text from a gorup chat that consist of me Mila, Cam, Hazel, Jack,and me.
Group to Me; HOPEEEEEEE HURRY TF UP DUDE
Me to Group; WAIT NIGGAS I'M WALKING ,I'M WALKING DAMN I RAN INTO AZARIA AND THE BITCHES I'LL BE THERE IN 2.
Group to Me; ok
2 mins later
"Hey babe" Jack says with the biggest smile plastered on his faceand he gives me a hug. "Hey Hoperina" Mila, Hazel, and Cam said in unison to me. " wassup guyssssss" I said giving them hugs. Shawn came and ruined the hug parade by saying " hey i'd love this hug fest to continue but we needa get to class in 3 mins, if not we're gonna be late''. "oh shit the test" i said. We all looked at each other and we all jumped outta that door faster than you can say chipolte. We made to class with 1 min to spare before class started. Mr. Good came in with a huge smile on his face. Today is gonna be a good day I thought to my self. Jack tapped my shoulder and when I looked over he gave me that You already know face with a smile. Ahhh today was gonna be a good day.
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No One Cares.
Teen FictionHope needs to find hope when she realizes that no one cares about what is happening to her. She tries to get her friends and family members to understand her and to realize that she needs something from them.
