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WIP:BTE - Dana's ArcABRAHAM'S POV
I always hated the first day back. People enjoyed it because it was a chance to see their friends again, but that was pointless for me since I could my girl and closest friend, Dana, at any time I wanted. She only lived one street over from me, which was really convenient for the both of us.
What I hated most was waking up at the break of dawn. It's not that I really need to, since school is just a fifteen-minute walk, but my little brother seems to enjoy body-slamming me early in the morning.
Not to mention we have a new student. As if we need any more angsty teenagers...
I blinked, my train of thought instantly de-railed.
"H-Huh? Oh, it's just you..."
I exhaled slowly.
"Guil wake you up early, huh?"
"Anyway, I just wanted to tell you something..."
I leant against my locker to face her, nodding for her to go on. Knowing her though, she would've continued without my approval. Even in little situations like this, she was still determined.
I'm happy.A lot of people haven't seen me cry before.
They think it's a rare occurrence.
Well, they're right and they're wrong.
It's not like I'm a crybaby no, not that I would think.
I don't cry over spilt milk or anything.
But those people I call friends they do nothing but mock me, day in, day out.
According to them, nothing bothers me.
I'm confident, secure, and emotionally stable according to them.
It's almost funny how wrong they are.
Every time they make fun of my legs,
Or my ankles,
Or my nose,
Or my face
Feelings of rage and depression are locked away.
But there's really only so long my mind can hold back those pent-up emotions.
I smile, tell them I'm fine, and if I accidentally let my act slip and they note that something's wrong
"I'm tired." I'll tell them and they fucking believe it.
Then there are those days where the floodgates of your inner-most feelings collapse upon themselves,
And those tears you've held back for so long finally escape.
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