❝BITCH PLEASE, I DON'T SIMPLY BRUSH MY HAIR. I COMB IT. THERE IS A DIFFERENCE.❞
If you're a vegetarian ( or vegan ) then I sincerely apologise for half of these imagines. If you're not, then I still apologise because this needs e d i t e d. Ple...
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A few hours later school was over. You were glad. People had been staring all day and you had nearly thrown your food at someone in the cafeteria. That's how bad it was.
You were walking out of the building, people rushing past you so they could get home. You had deliberately tripped a few people up, just because you could. You laughed but then blamed it on someone else when they glared at you.
"Hey." A voice said from behind you, making you jump on surprise. You spun round, your fist flying in the air out of pure instinct. Luckily the guy caught it before you could break his nose.
"Holy fudge piles, don't do that." You still hadn't looked at the guy and you weren't sure if you wanted to. When you finally did, you were glad you had.
"Excuse me while I melt into a puddle on the floor." You wore a smile on your face that was meant to be cute, but turned out to be really creepy.
"What...?" Isaac asked, confused. Nobody had said something like that to him before. He would be concerned if someone had.
