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By creating an account, you accept our Terms of Use and Privacy Policy. Thank you for your registration! I continue to cut till i realize I've made it half way up my arm. The blood begins to soak in the bed as it drips down my arm to my finger. I felt tears run down my face. I wipe my tears on my shirt and got up heading to the bathroom to get the first aid kit. I looked at myself in the mirror watching the tears roll down my cheek.
My face hardened up with a frown. I looked at myself in the mirror seeing nothing but disgust at my weakness. I mumbled myself an apology and shattered the mirror. The next day at school i walked in ready for the world and eyes. I wore black flowy skirt, a white floral loose tank top, a black cardigan, a white studded loose beanie, and all white converse. With my bag in my hand i walked with the stride of a model to my locker putting my bag and books in.
I got all the things needed for the first two classes. After finishing up at my locker i noticed the stares i was getting from everyone. They weren't hard stares that would cause me cower in fear and run home. They were stares if awe. I refuse to cry about some boy. I sat down in my seat by the corner next to the window in the very back. I looked out the window wishing to be a bird as i wait for the class to pool in. The freeness a bird has makes me envy them.
They can fly anywhere they want without a care in the world. Soon noise began to intrude onto my senses. I looked forward only to see the teacher telling a new student whose name i missed to sit next to me. She was tall, she had long black hair which contrasted greatly to my light brown straight hair.
Her eyes were emerald, her nose was double pierced, she had what looked like 00 tunnels; she wore black ripped jeans that exposed her pale thigh and knee; she had a black sheer shirt. I saw the paleness of her stomach, along with the belly button ring. As she sat next to me i began to stare out the window some more.
For some reason her voice made my whole body shake. I didn't really care about her name but for some reason i just cared about if she liked me strangely. I finished the rest of class thinking about the girl who sat next to me.
I made it to lunch with no real hassle. Getting my lunch from my locker i went out into the garden and sat underneath the giant oak tree. I saw Ariana headed my way but i just proceeded to eat my lunch as if I didn't notice her. She kneeled in front of me and kissed me. I kissed her back. She nibbled my bottom lip making me gasped and she didn't miss the chance to stick her tongue in my mouth tasting my wet cavern.
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