Lisette walked through the hallway of Brooklyn High. A cheerleader stuck out her leg to trip her, she knew it was coming but she tripped anyway. A few snickers cane from the back of the hall. Probably the jocks, the cheerleaders and the popular crowd and maybe the sluts. She was a nerd.
Suddenly everything went black. She slumped against her locker as her mind flashed back to graduation from grade school.
YOU ARE READING
Broken
RandomShe's the girl who never talks. Never flirts or goes to parties. She just sits and reads. No one knows what she's been through. All they know is that broken look in her dark eyes
