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Ever since day one, Damon would laugh at me. Constantly picking on me at school, then come to my house and say "sorry" and it was only a "Joke." But it was more than that, he was calling me things no one would have. Instead of acting like my boyfriend, he was being a prick and showing off. Not even acknowledging the fact he had pushed me over at lunch one day - resulting in a large bruise on my arm and a sprained wrist.
Now he stood pressed up against a blonde cheerleader, kissing her neck and groping her butt. The same soft lips that kissed mine, and the same hands that held me close at night. He had always been a nice guy, until he was put with a group of jocks and cheerleaders, then he becames a nightmare. My own nightmare.
Surprisingly my eyes stayed dry while I watched them kiss. Only a faint whimper crossed my lips once, and that's all it took. He pulled away from the girls neck and turned to look at me. His eyes filled with regret, covering up the glimmer that normally shined in his eyes. "D-Dawn what are you doing here?" He asked pushing away from the girl and wiping his lips off on his jacket sleeve. As if that would wash away the slober of the girl.
"I-I had got a text from you that said to meet you here..." I replied murmuring. And looking at my feet. The girl sniggered and glared at me, "as if he wanted to see you. Such a whore if you think he would want to ever speak to you." She muttered the last part and swung her head to the side. The long auburn hair swooped to the right side and showed her face.
Her brown eyes were lined with long black eyelashes and her tan skin had no pimples, zits anything. She was like a life-size barbie doll. Only... perfect. "Yeah, so why don't you scram lil girl?" He smirked, only his eyes showed how he felt. "Okay." I nodded and turned away, hurrying to the lunch room and to my lonely table in the corner.
Ever since he became a prick and started to bully me I have lost every friend I had every obtained in the passing years. So I was officially alone at school.

Notes

I know short - but it's better then nothing. Right? ~L xxx