Read an excerpt from my first novel and tell me what you think. (TW)

radkin 1/10/2022 10:15 am 1539

TW: PRETTY MUCH SA , BULLYING, MENTIONS OF PUKE

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Cece didn't ride the bus, so I normally sat alone. The bus was crowded, jocks and cheerleaders in the back, emo’s and goth in front of them, art kids congregated in the middle and the front was for the elementary kids. As I walked down the aisle, I saw a familiar face. Brown messy hair, green eyes and a smirk painted across his face. It was Jace. I tried to avoid him,he was a womanizer, and if it’s not apparent he’s not exactly my type. “Since when did he ride our bus?” I thought to myself. I tried to hurry and get a seat, trying to avoid his gaze. I failed. “Hey Phoenix! Come sit back here!” He had a look in his eye, not kindness, like he was wanting something. I tried to pretend I didn't hear him, but a bubbly blond cheerleader got up and grabbed me by the arm dragging my back there against my will. She practically pushed me in his seat. I felt my anxiety build up, I hated these kids. They always bullied the emo’s, goths and art kids for being different. I saw Bryan Welsh and Stefannie George all but laying on top of eachother. Stefannie giggled, “She looks like a lost puppy.” her voice sounded high pitched, I decided she was annoying. I laughed dryly. “Well I normally don't sit back here.” Stefannie practically cackled. I felt an arm go around me and I immediately tensed up. “So, Phoenix. I was thinking about me and you…” his voice was sly and made my stomach turn. “What do you mean us..?” I said, with an aggressive tone that was not entirely intended. “Well, c’mon babe. You know you like me…” he turned my face to see his. I visibly cringed. He smirked, the look in his eyes became more clear. Lust. I tried pulling back from him, but he pulled me closer to his lips. I felt his breath collide with mine and immediately pushed him back. His head hit the window hard and I got up quickly. I felt his hand grip on my arm and pull my back down. “What’s wrong with you?!?” he screamed, rubbing the back of his head. He was still smiling. He let go of my arm and gripped my face hard and pulled his face into mine. I felt my stomach turn once again, more aggressive this time, and I knew what was coming. I felt it build up inside and then spew out of my mouth. All over him. I remember him cursing and me laughing, crying and embarrassed. I practically ran off the bus.