FIC: I know how it feels…

 from a tumblr prompt:( here )

I know how it feels…
Author: Kali
Rating: Gen
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“I’m a coward.” She repeats to herself as she walks down the empty hallways towards the exit, she knows what’s gonna happen, she had heard the people walking out laughing and making fun.

She heard them at lunch among the jocks and popular kids where her classmates sit. “She told him already let’s go.”

One year ago, when she was freshman, it’d have been her, the joke. Why she couldn’t say a thing when it was 12 y.o. little Spencer.

As she walks out she was debating going to tell teachers, she should… but being a tail tell never bode well in high school.

She walks down the field towards the football field, and as she walks she hears the laughter and the people cheering and catcalling and making fun. It was horrible, it was like a roman circus, it was humiliating and exhilarating in a terrible way.

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Answer for question 4496.

[Error: unknown template qotd]Wanderlust. I like it because it has no equal in any other language and because is what I feel, the need to go away, to travel and see new things, to wander.
I use it as often as I can and sometimes while on a travel i just let it out. "wanderlust" when I feel like it's appropriated or I'm in a new place.