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I just need to make this one last year with them to pay for my college fund or my gap year fund, whichever comes first. The first day of senior here has arrived—another year of high school and another popular year. Sometimes I like being popular. It means I always have friends and always have a conversation in the halls. But sometimes it's lonely. My discussions are intense; I'd call them shallow. But that's how people see me, the shallow girl, the model girl. If only people could see me a little deeper, know me a little better.

It was obvious that her daughter still hadn't made a single friend since she's been at Glacier pack and aside from the fact that she was human, Giselle couldn't see why else other kids wouldn't be friends with Elora. She watched as Elora gulped down a glass of grape juice and poured some more into the cup before downing its contents quietly. She then brought out her chapstick from her cute, backpack so she could reapply them on her lips but she suddenly thought against it and kept it back in her backpack. To Giselle, Elora didn't need that chapstick or any of the makeup her peers put on to look beautiful. Elora was the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen and it wasn't because Elora was her d

"Connor Pierce is the campus heartthrob. Why would a guy like that fall for someone like you, ordinary as you are? I was helping you. Testing whether he really loves you." Cassidy caught on and let out a mocking laugh. "I knew it. Tara was helping you, and you throw a tantrum? You really think highly of yourself." Holly piled on. "It's just a couple of dumb flyers in a group chat. You are so fragile. We're in college–people joke around." It hit me, listening to them, how easily I'd let this happen the first time around. That had ended with me locked in a basement by some pervert who saw the flyer.

She's rubbing off on me. Well, yes. I’m standing up to the meanest boy who runs the school because, to me, he’s just a mere thief. A dumb one at that. Couldn't even steal a formula properly. It’s your first day, Elora. Do you really think this is necessary? You’d be trending for the wrong reason, and whether or not you stand up to Julian, these rich kids will still pick him over you when the excitement wears out. Do you really want to be on everyone’s bad side?

He didn't get that girls just wanted to share makeup tips and complain about boys. Flora wasn't a threat. She was just a rich girl with severe anxiety about her grades. She was lonely. I was lonely. It was a perfect match. I totally pushed Kai's warning out of my head. I decided to fully enjoy my new friends. I deserved to have a normal lunch break. I wasn't going to let an Alpha's total paranoia ruin my very first real friendship. The afternoon flew by incredibly fast.

The girl knew I had heard it, even the students had heard it. Scarlett looked at me with wide scared eyes as she held Lilliana's arm in a tight grip. Ryker and Noah smiled proudly at the comeback. Nerds were bullied. But them being handsome and beautiful turned the ways. And Zachariah was just emotionless Zachariah but I could see a hint of smile upon his plum lips as he looked proudly at Lilliana. My heart felt a sting. Fucking heart. “Hey, know your place, nerds.” Flora angrily spoke. And that’s how the scene was caused. People took out their phones in order to film it.

she said disappearing. Amy kept admiring the chameleons. She learned that they had the ability to camouflage themselves, according to their feelings or due to psychological conditions like finding mate or encountering a rival. She remembered herself blushing at the bus and laughed a bit thinking she might as well be a chameleon too. She found them fascinating. Her thoughts were interrupted by someone unexpected. "Hey Wilkes, I wanted to know how you are feeling after the PE incident the other day. " Jonah asked whispering in her ear.

The school must pay a lot of money on keeping it maintained but then our folks pay a fortune for us to attend so they can easily afford it. The other advantages I have being the quarterback are free coffees and muffins, corridors clearing for me, no ques at lunch time. It’s like being a god. The downside, too many girls always trying to hook up with me. Okay, most of you think at eighteen that’s not a good thing but trust me when you can’t move for girls jabbering in your face, hanging off your arm or trying to simply touch you, it can get a bit much.

"Don't ever let anyone make you feel like you have to change who you are to fit in." Nora nodded again. "Repeat after me..." Doris went on. "I am beautiful and perfect." "I am beautiful and perfect!" "Just the way I am." "Just the way I am!" "That's my girl," Doris said. "Now let's get you to school." * * * As Nora walked through her school's hallway to get to her homeroom, everyone she walked past turned around to stare at her in awe, whispering ineligible words of confusion and admiration.

I switch my books, ready for this day to be over. I don't mind school, I'm good at it. But the kids here are cruel. Ford is one of the only boys on the football team who are bearable. But he never puts a stop to it either. Our quarterback, Axton Walker is set on making my life miserable. Maybe the fact Ford doesn't stand up for me should bother me, but it doesn't. I really couldn't care less. He jacks me off, and I return the favor. We makeout, and sometimes blowjobs are even a possibility. Being the only outed kid, and having regular orgasms, I count myself lucky.