JUSTICE"Come in Justice, you have to get up." The voice of my Auntie booms through out my room. I groan, leaning up. "There we go sweetie, now breakfast is downstairs so come and get it." She smiles at me then walks out of my room.
I get up, staring at my room full of boxes. We just moved to New Jersey since my Auntie got a new job here. My mother died when I was 14, and my father left us when I was 15.
I get up, going to my wardrobe and picking out an outfit. I put on an army-green hoodie, black jeans and some green converse. I apply a light bit of makeup, then straighten my hair. My hair is naturally straight but I had it in curls the night before.
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I walk into my new school, immediately being greeted by the office lady.
"Hello darling, I'm Miss. Whitney. How could I help you?" She smiled, her bright pink lipstick staining her teeth.
"Hi, I'm new here." I smiled back, "Please could I have my schedule."
"Of course, name?"
"Justice Miles."
"Right here." She hands me the white paper.
"Have a nice day." I say to her, walking into the school halls. I'm suddenly pushed into the lockers by a boy.
I look up to see a boy with long, brown hair smirking at me.
I get up, glaring at him. "And that was for?" I ask.
"You, slut." He laughs at me then runs to his mates. The all laugh at me, I just roll my eyes.
"Hey." Some girl comes up to me.
"Hi." I say.
"I'm sorry about them, they're dickheads. What's your name?"
"Justice."
"I like it. I'm Lena." She shakes my hand, "want me to help you find your locker?"
"Please." I smile at her.
She nods, looking at my paper. "373." She says.
I follow her to where she's taking me, then we stop.
"Here." She points to the locker.
I thank her then open it, changing the pin. "Yeah, this schools pretty cool. You can change your locker pin."
I laugh a little, I changed the pin to the date my mother died.
"Looks like your pins a date, what date?" She looks at me.
"The day my mother died." I look down, a lump forming in my throat.
"I'm sorry, Justice. I shouldn't have asked."
"It's cool," I shrug it off, suddenly the bell rings.
"What do you have first?"
"English." I say to her.
"Same." She smiles.
"Don't you have to go to your locker?" I ask her.
"Yup." She opens the locker next to mine.
I chuckle, "come on." She grabs my hand, taking me to class.
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Lunch quickly arrived, students piled into the cafeteria.
Me and Lena sit at a table near the back, just having our own little conversation.
Suddenly, I feel a burning hit sensation go down my back. I get up, screaming.
I turn around, seeing 5 boys laughing.
Lena gets up, "WHAT THE FUCK?" She yells.
My eyes start to water, since my backs burning. I scream even more, it's fucking painful.
"You okay there?" The boys smirk at us. Right now, the whole school is looking at us.
"You fucking dicks." I snap at them, the boy who pushed me into the lockers is smirking at me.
"I'll wipe that disgusting smirk right off your face." I hiss, slapping his face, since he's the one who poured this hot substance down my back.
He holds his cheek, glaring at me.
"Fuck you." I snap at him, running out of the cafeteria.
Lena follows me to the bathroom, as I make sure no ones in.
"A-are you okay?" She asks.
"Nope." I saw quickly, I'm in tears, taking my shirt off.
I look at my back in the mirror, it's got a big burn down the back.
"Fuck fuck fuck." I panic.
Another girl comes into the bathroom, "Lena, is she okay?"
"No, her backs burnt." Lena says to her.
She looks at me through the mirror, and smiles.
"Hey sorry, um i am Lena's friend, Angel."
"Hi Angel, I would love to talk but my backs burning so bad so I might not operate to you." I pace around the bathroom, trying to breath as the burning feeling keeps throbbing.
Suddenly, I start to breath heavy. I slowly fall down, my knees crashing to the ground.
"Justice?" I hear, "Justice!" The voice gets louder.
I feel my self being shamed, then everything goes black.
So I've decided to start a new story because the Instagram one moves slow and I wanted to right more lol.
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