HERE IT IS!
DEMIS POV:
I stared at him from the ground. He was laughing at me along with his friends. I sighed and started picking my stuff up off the ground. My books, folders, pencils and binders were scattered along the hallway of my high school. The 'he' I was refering to was Joe Jonas. The guy who lives to make my life miserable. The only time I ever see him smiles is when I'm hurting in some way or feeling bad about myself. I don't know what I do wrong. I'm always nice to everyone but no one accepts me as their friend. I have my dad and that's it. That's the one person who treats me with respect. I got everything into my bag and quickly ran out of the school. I don't think anyone saw me. I ran home as fast as I could, letting hot tears run down my cheeks. I got home and slammed the door, colapsing in front of it. I was crying extremely hard now and I could barely breath. My dad ran in quickly and knelt down beside me. "Sweetheart, what happened?" He asked me while picking me up. "They won't stop Daddy! What did I do?!" I asked him, crying hysterically now. He laid me down on the couch and kissed my head. "You know their just jealous." He told me. "Of what?" I asked. "Are they jealous of all my friends?......Oh, wait. Slight problem." He sighed and placed a light blanket over me. "I'm sorry, Daddy." I told him truthfully. He smiles and kissed my head one last time. "Let me call the school and tell them your sick." I nodded as he went into the kitchen. The kitchen is the only place in our tiny house that has phone signal. Our house is nothing special. It's just 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, a living room and a kitchen. But, that's all we really need. I love my dad more than anything and anyone in the world. He's my hero. He actually get's paid around 10,000 dollars a month but I wanted a tiny house and he was happy to oblidge. I don't tell anyone at school about our monthly income because I want true friends....If they exist. I smiled as my dad came back a few minutes later with a bowl of strawberry ice cream. He set it down on the coffee table and sat on the little space that I left on our couch. "I have to go into work." He told me. I sighed and noded. "There's some mail we got that isn't ours. The name looks familier so when your feeling better, can you take it to the right people?" I nodded once more and took the bowl of ice cream in my hands. I stuffed a bunch of it in my mouth. He chuckled. "By, Sweetheart." I waved as he grabbed his jacket and key's and left the house. Once I finished my ice cream and dried the rest of my tears, I went over to the kitchen counter and was shocked when I saw the name of the person that was supposed to get this letter. Joe Jonas. I looked at the address to see why it might've been put into my mailbox instead of his. 105 South D Ave. I sighed. I'm 105 North D Ave. Go figure. Might as well get this done and over with. I grabbed the letter and started walking towards his house. Wow. It's amazing. And huge. I walked up the front steps and after about a minute of looking at the doorbell, I rang it. I realized then that I could've just stuck it in his mailbox. The door opened a few short seconds later and sure enough, it was Joe. I saw his face drop. "What do you want?" "Ummm--" I began but got cut off by a little girl walking down the stairs. "Daddy?" She asked. It was only when Joe sighed and turned to face her that I realized she called Joe 'Daddy'.
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Northfacegrl95 1 year ago
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loveJemi4ever 1 year ago
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MsPurpleDragofly 1 year ago
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loveJemi4ever 1 year ago