Chapter 3: Disenchanted...

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As I walked into the gates of hell heading for my locker I saw a very unsettling sight. A tall lean girl with pure gold for hair. She looked at me and started to walk my way. As she started to speak I could see the pearls she had for teeth, and the darkness inside her soul. "Awe, look who it is! Too Emo to function!" She laughed with her clique of asshats. "How about you shut your bitch mouth and go to hell." I heard a voice behind me ring with anger. It was Ricky. She huffed then sashayed away while the rest of her clique flipped Ricky off and followed. As I looked back to thank him I noticed that he was gone.
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I could not wait for writing. All I wanted to do was ask why he did that for me. Why he stood up for me after one day of knowing me. As the class bell rang I practically ran to writing. As I sat there waiting for him to arrive I could barely breathe I was so nervous. When starting of class bell rang my heart sank. "He didn't show up." I said quietly.










- Hey! Sorry the chapters have been really small, I haven't had a lot of time to write! There will be more coming soon though!!

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