Don't Make Enemies

Full title: DON'T Make Enemy's, They Make Great Lovers.

summry:
Valentine Deliorentuas is your ordinary loner. 3rd year of high school, no friends, gets bullied, and has a sad life at home.
Here's the twist: She fights back one time. the leader of the gang that bullies her beome's her enemy. And guess what?

They fall in love.

for the Valintines day compatition

all rights to Ivy Moonlit.

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A/N 

OMG I am so so sorry I only posted up the book. Well, now back to the story...

 

Valinitne's pov.

     "it's almost Valentine's day Valintine" James mocked me. I just glared at him, nothing I could do about it anyways. "Have a date? Or are you just not coming to the dance?" He was right, Valentine's day was only 7 days away, and the dance was 8. I rolled my eyes. Who wants to go to that dumb dance anyways? Luke and Aiden walked to us. "I don't get why you even talk to this girl, all she does is glare and roll her eyes, she can't talk." Luke said to James. "Did you know she breaks down every time we bully her, it's actually pretty fun watching her trying to say something." James said back. Aiden just watched. "So, Valintine, what are you doing with that stick? Wait, don't tell me, let me guess." Luke said. "Are you trying to sharpen it enough to make it as sharp as a knife, you can commit suicide?" Luke had a satisfying smirk on his face. "Here i'll help you." Luke turned to Aiden. Aiden pulled a small pocket knife out of his back pocket and handed it to Luke. Luke handed it to me. "Use this, you'll be gone much faster. everyone would love that." I took the knife and tossed it high in the air. Who knows where it landed. I got up and walked away.

   

 

         Eventually, I had slipped into the school and got my books and bag. I ended up walking home. I was so happy my Aunt wasn't here, I was living with her until my dad came back from a bissness trip. My mom died when I was 3. My Aunt bullies me all the time. It's always about how she hates my bright purple hair, or that i'm fat(which I am positive in not,), or i'm ugly or something rude like that. My Dad was just as bad. I headed up to my room and looked at the loss floor bored inside my closet. Underneath the bored I had a bag. Except for food, water and my phone, it has everything I would need if I were to run away. I can barely handle this life anymore. 

 

A/N 

HELLO PEOPLE OF MOVELLAS! ITX ME IVY! I FINNALY WAS ABLE TO UPDATE TODAY!! SO THAT WAS THE START OF THE STORY, THE NEXT UPDATE WILL HOPEFULLY BE TOMOROW AND A BIT LONGER! 

~Ivy

Malfoy

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