The Rose

Bella is a girl who is bullied and is told to have no feelings - little do they know. Everyday, Bella gets her feelings broken and her self-a-steem ruined, but her face stays brave.
On the inside she has dreams and passions of having happiness, and having people accept her - Though she knows that will never happen.
Until one day, a little mythe told by her mum just might be true.......


3. Home


Apart from that, School was fine. We had literacy, assembly, maths, science then History. At Break Grace still caused my pain but that's just her normal behavior.


As soon as I got home, I dropped my red Just do it bag and ran up the stairs to my room. I quickly changed into Pink skinny jeans, A floral top and a denim jacket. I seize my Black laptop and raced down the stairs. I left it in the Living room and went to the kitchen, ready to make myself a snack.


I yanked open the fridge and looked inside, one hand on my hip. I took a plate and got a chicken nugget pack. I emptied half the pack into a bowl and leave the plate empty. Then, I took some Chicken and Chorizo pizza from tesco. I pushed it on my plate and make a Oreo Milkshake – using our last oreos.


I jump onto my sofa and switch on the TV, waiting for iCarly. I pick up my phone and see a text messages from my best friend, Eva. It's all about her day in France, and how she hated the Ash cloud for making her stay there. I tuned on my Face time and got her, wearing a cute crème Brulee top and a white skirt, belted with a orange bow ribbon.

“Hey, Ev. You OK?”I asked, taking a sip of my Oreo Milkshake. Eva was a girl with long black hair and cute Side Fridge and big puppy brown eyes. She always had the boys trailing after her and people desperate to be her friends, but she chose me.

“Oh, Hey Bell. Paris is so hot. I just Keep tanning!” I laughed, tilting my head, letting my hair hang. It was true. Her face was tanned along with her hands,only making her cinnamon brown eyes look bigger.

“Oh, come on Ev. Your Portuguese. Get used to it.” She sighed, rolling her eyes.

“Curse you sun!” She shouted. “Anyway, how was her Royal Highness?” Her royal highness is what we call Grace, with her long luscious blonde hair. It sits on her head like a crown and she always thinks she's best.

“A pain. She won in Dodgeball 3 Times.” Grace is actually Terrible at sports. The only way she ever wins is that she always gets the ball of the boys. “Could I have it please?” She begs, and with a batter of her eyelids they melt to her feet. Then, she hits them with the ball and says, “Ooopsie, I didn't see you.” And she've forgiven. Just like that.

“Stupid Beauty Queen.” Eva Muttered.

“Eva!” Her mum shouted. Eva told her she was coming.

“Wait,” She turned to the side “ Espere, eu estou conversando com Bella!” I guessed she was talking about me. Eva's mum replied in Portuguese back.

“Oh My God, Mum. Fine! Sorry Bella, Got To Go.” She waved to me, giving me her pirze-winning smile. I waved back and snapped my laptop close, right in time for icarly.


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