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I woke up sweaty…I jumped in the shower real quick, threw on some blue semi-tight jeans, my black converse, and a sort of tight green shirt, that said “stop starting and my man boobs” written across the chest.
I walked to the kitchen, and saw the red light flashing on the answering machine, I pressed play.
“you have….one…new message…’Jesse, it your Mom, I just want to wish you a happy birthday! And the cops better not call me. He he. Love ya bye.’ End of messages.”
“thanks ma…” I whispered to myself.
My mom had sent me $100 dollars for my birthday, I got my lip pierced, and the top on my left ear pierced with the money.
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Walking into school sucks! It’s the worst part of the day, everyone yells at me, and throws things at me. Occasionally some stupid guy tries to hit, or trip me.
I got to my locker without any...Bad incidents, when I heard girls giggling and talking. I turned and they were all flocking to HER. Raina Simran Willows. Isn’t that quite a name? I think it’s beautiful, so unique. Everyone calls her Sam though…
Man…can’t help but look at her…oh crap! She’s looking at me! She sees me looking at her! Wait…did she look sort of sad right there?
“what the fuck are you lookin at FREAK!” said her boyfriend Chris as he shoved me in the locker, laughing, which caused everyone to laugh, now if all his little buddies weren’t around I would have punched him in the face, but why do it now, when I know I’ll just get the crap beat out of me by all his friends when I can just do it later?



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