Chris had the same nightmare for 2 straight weeks now. She dement that a nice, beautiful girl killed herself. Chris wasn't exactly sure why though.
At skool she barley paid attention to what was going on around her. What she did notice was a green-skinned boy was baciare his girlfriend. Chris looked off, hating romance. The boy left to go to class. His girlfriend walked right into chris.
Girl and Chris: Owch!
Girl: *gasp* I am so sorry! Are te hurt!?
Chris: *groans* Im fine...
Chris lifted her head up, saw the girl. She looked just like the one in her dream. This made Chris freeze in surprise. The girl frowned, thinking she did accidently hurt Chris.
Suddenly, a teacher angrily stormed to the girl.
Teacher: MISS OLIVIA! WHY ARE te WEARING SUCH A SLUTTY OUTFIT ON SKOOL GROUNDS!?
The girl's name apparently was Olivia. Olivia had long, parted brown hair, blue eyes, a black choker on her neck, a belly camicia with long sleeves, a short skirt, and black boots. She was very sensitive to yelling, she teared up deeply.
Olivia: S-slut? Bu-but I al-always wear this sir...
Teacher: I DO NOT CARE! te LOOK LIKE A HOOKER!
Olivia was on the urge of sobbing now. She couldn't help it.
Olivia: P-p-please...d-don't yell at m-me...
Teacher: EXUSE ME!?
Chris had enough of the teacher bulling poor Olivia. She walked in front of her, protectively.
Chris: Sir! It really isn't her fault!
Teacher: CHRIS! BUTT OUT! o I WILL GIVE te A WEEK OF DETENTION!
Chris: Go ahead and give me detention! I do not care! Im used to it! Its not fair at all that te guys just go ahead and lets the preps wear outfits worse than this, but get onto Olivia! A little bit of my stomach is showing! I suppose I look like a hooker too!?
The teacher growled, violently grabbed chris da the arm, taking her to the office to segnala her. As Chris was being dragged off, Olivia looked at her, with a friendly smile. As she wiped her tears she whispered a soft "Thank te for standing up for me, Chris..."
At skool she barley paid attention to what was going on around her. What she did notice was a green-skinned boy was baciare his girlfriend. Chris looked off, hating romance. The boy left to go to class. His girlfriend walked right into chris.
Girl and Chris: Owch!
Girl: *gasp* I am so sorry! Are te hurt!?
Chris: *groans* Im fine...
Chris lifted her head up, saw the girl. She looked just like the one in her dream. This made Chris freeze in surprise. The girl frowned, thinking she did accidently hurt Chris.
Suddenly, a teacher angrily stormed to the girl.
Teacher: MISS OLIVIA! WHY ARE te WEARING SUCH A SLUTTY OUTFIT ON SKOOL GROUNDS!?
The girl's name apparently was Olivia. Olivia had long, parted brown hair, blue eyes, a black choker on her neck, a belly camicia with long sleeves, a short skirt, and black boots. She was very sensitive to yelling, she teared up deeply.
Olivia: S-slut? Bu-but I al-always wear this sir...
Teacher: I DO NOT CARE! te LOOK LIKE A HOOKER!
Olivia was on the urge of sobbing now. She couldn't help it.
Olivia: P-p-please...d-don't yell at m-me...
Teacher: EXUSE ME!?
Chris had enough of the teacher bulling poor Olivia. She walked in front of her, protectively.
Chris: Sir! It really isn't her fault!
Teacher: CHRIS! BUTT OUT! o I WILL GIVE te A WEEK OF DETENTION!
Chris: Go ahead and give me detention! I do not care! Im used to it! Its not fair at all that te guys just go ahead and lets the preps wear outfits worse than this, but get onto Olivia! A little bit of my stomach is showing! I suppose I look like a hooker too!?
The teacher growled, violently grabbed chris da the arm, taking her to the office to segnala her. As Chris was being dragged off, Olivia looked at her, with a friendly smile. As she wiped her tears she whispered a soft "Thank te for standing up for me, Chris..."
