Little-Ankle-Biter

It had been a week since you’ve seen the face of a heartbroken boy.  Why?  Because he hadn’t shown up for school since that day.  You attempted to go to his apartment, knocking on the door to see if he was ok, but you got no answer.  So you had just given up.  You met some friends though at this school, Jade Harley, who was the granddaughter of old Jake English.  Mr. English taught history and geography.  You thought it would have been more ironic if he taught English but oh well.  Rose Lalonde, who was the daughter of Ms. Roxy Lalonde.  Ms. Lalonde taught Science.  She was a wizar

 Cooler than Me _______________________________ His Point Of View_______________________________ There she was. God she’s beautiful, stunning, simply amazing.  Her [H/C] hair blew in the wind behind her, the scent of her obnoxiously smelly perfume on the breeze.  I wish she would notice me, just look at me!! But I don’t even get a second glance.  I hate it, I hate it so much.  I’m the best thing she could ever have, and she doesn’t even know! Everyone wants her though, all the “bad” guys want her.  Her [E/C] eyes were framed with thick black eyeliner, her perfect nose was adorned with a metal hoop, and

 Say Something You stood, staring at the back of   him.   Him.  Oh Him.  Why did it have to be him who you fell for, why couldn’t it have been someone else.  Someone that was actually worth your time. Someone that was capable of loving   you   .  Not some fake copy of yourself that you put out for him to look at.  He would never love the real you, and that’s something that you live with everyday.  Every second that you look at him and he looks back. But then you ask yourself, does he really look back, or just stare blankly in your direction.  Does he look at YOU or the things around you.  Does he know you even exist…&hell

You were currently sitting in art with the boy that seemed to haunt you.  You were FINALLY getting used to him, FINALLY ready to give this boy a chance, and he shut you out.  You had no idea what had happened.  He seemed to wince slightly every time he looked at you.  He was cringing like a wounded animal, but his poker face showed different.  That stupid fucking poker face, it was a mask to block everyone out, to not show the boy behind it. The boy that was saying please don’t hurt me.   You finally recognized it, you finally realized why he was emotionless.  Your heart hurt just thinking about it. “So Dave”  You tried ag

“GO RIGHT [name], NO! I SAID RIGHT!!”  You groaned as your shit head of a partner yelled at you.  So yeah, you don’t really know your right and your left sometimes without using your hands, and currently you couldn’t see your hands.  So you went left a little but, big deal…but to Dave, it definitely was a big deal.  He was very competitive, and you were too, when you could do something about your situation.   So you turned right and flipped off where you thought he was. A chuckle went through your classmates as you did so, and you smirked to yourself. ‘Ok [name], you can do this, it isn’t that hard

You were in the dressing room now, putting on the ridiculous gym clothing, when it clicked.  Dave Strider must be related to the anime nerd in everyway possible.  Sure, Strider-Senpai was hot but, ok, you can’t call him that.  That’s just ridiculous.  Anyway, you knew that Strider and little Strider were related because of the way that they thought of themselves.  Obviously, both thought that they were smoking hot and were very big-headed about it.  But there was something about Mr. Strider that made you not mind it.  You didn’t know what it was though. Once you put on the ridiculous gym outfit you walked out, trying to pul

You found your way to your next class, lucky Mr. Strider didn't approach you again in the hallway. You really didn't know how you were going to make it threw highschool with Strider. He was the most attractive, yet ANNOYING person in the whole entire world. You introduced yourself to the teacher, whose name was Mr. Vantas. He wore a bright red sweater and wouldn't stop talking to you long enough for you to get a seat. So by the time the bell rang, you were still up infront with the teacher. Something must have clicked because he realized that he was talking to much. He then pointed to an empty seat and you went to go sit, thinking that Jesus

You get home from a long day at work to find your boyfriend lounging on your couch reading a book.  Before he had time to pull it away you got a good glance.  The cover was black with an apple on it, with white text that spelled twilight.  WHAT!? Immediately when he saw you, he snapped it shut and hid it, a blush formed on his ever lasting pokerfaced “DAAAAVVVVVVVVEEEEEEYYYYYYY????????? Why are you reading Twilight?”  You held in a snicker. “Nah way man, I was not reading that stupid girly book about a vegetarian vampire clan that lives with the humans and has powers.  And the one that can read minds is in love with a stup

“Here you are Ms. [Last Name].  Here’s your schedule, locker number and combination, and a map of the school.  I hope you have a great day!”  The cheery front desk lady sang.  You looked at your schedule and then at the map, god this school was big…You tried to locate your first class on the map, but after a good 5 seconds you realized that, that wasn’t going to happen.  ‘All or nothing’ you thought as you stepped into the hallway of the school.  Sburb Highschool, the coolest highschool around, or something like that.  Looking at the room numbers, your tried to find your way to class. You finally m

You woke to the sound of your alarm clock.  You groaned as you smacked at your bedside table, looking for the snooze button.  In the end, you ended up just hurting your hand and not finding the snooze button.  Typical you.  You got up, and went over to your dresser, running a hand through your [H/L] [H/C] hair as your [E/C] eyes searched for something to wear.  Picking up a white tank top and a pair of ripped blue jeans.  It’s not like you had anywhere to go.  And then it hit you, you DID have somewhere to be, and you were going to be late!! You quickly looked at the clock, 7:45.  SHIITTT!! You were going to be late for your FIRST day