Authors note:
Enjoying so far?
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Maya's POV:
Today I'm going back to John Quincy Adams.
Currently I'm a sophomore. It's the middle of November.
I decided to wear a lace shirt with a black tank top under neath. I paired it with a pair of black skinny jeans and white wedges.
I put my hair in a half up half down hairstyle and left my bangs unclipped.
I admired myself one last time. I needed a little of makeup. I looked around and found mascara. I put it on and I was ready.
Riley came in.
Yeah I've bullied Riley but it's because I was broken down inside. I want to be Riley.
Good grades, nice, sweet, caring, pretty., happy family, adorable brother.
Her life is perfect.
Caleb used me obviously. It was so easy to figure out. I mean he was going after Missy.
He stares at her any second he gets too.
Whatever. We're done and I'm happy.
"Ready?" Riley asked.
I looked at myself once again.
"Yeah." I say while turning around.
Riley smiled. I grabbed my bag that Riley gave to me and left.
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We arrived. I was scared to go in.
"Maya. It will be fine. You'll get to see Lucas and Farkle." Riley said.
Who's Lucas?
"Missy. Caleb. Populars. Laughing. I can't." I said.
"I'll be by your side." Riley said.
"Ok."
We walked into the front office.
"Hello Riley. Who's this?" A teacher asked.
"15!" I say.
I hesitated.
"Um I mean I'm Maya Hart." I say correcting myself.
"You're Maya Hart?" The teacher asked.
"Yeah."
"We'll Maya. I'm mrs. Rose. I'm the art teacher here. Do you like art?"
"Never tried it. But I have it."
"Great. See you there."
Mrs rose left.
"Ready?" Riley asked.
I nodded.
We walked out and the crowd went silent. Everyone turning towards me.
People started whispering and giving me looks.
I heard a few conversations.
"Is that Maya Hart?"
"She's back?"
"She looks so different."
"Why is she back? No one likes her."
"The slut has returned."
"Well, well, well." I heard.
Missy and Caleb came. I froze.
"Maya Hart? Wow you look...the same. Ugly." Missy said.
Everyone around us laughed.
"Hey Maya." Caleb said.
All I did was stare at him. I looked away and left.
I ran into someone and spilled something.
"I'm so sorry!" I say.
"Looks like we switched parts." The person said.
It was that kid.
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