CallaLily180

A problematic high school

"It's Eden, thank you for asking. I never really got a nickname but a lot of men call me Sugar for some reason...I would prefer not being called that." Eden shot a glare at the rough faced boy behind her as if she was speaking to him, his foot shied away for a few seconds before he continued his dirty work. "So Ish, where do you live? Here or in a house?"

A problematic high school

Eden had been in the back, she was the only one that wasn't shouting. "Good job Ish." She whispered as she came up to him and sat behind him. "So, what are we learning today?" She murmured as the back of her leg was rubbed by some creep's foot.

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"Yes, that sounds fine.'' Eden said as she let go of him and started to walk away from Ish, this was going to be fun.

A problematic high school

Eden bit her lip and rubbed her eyes, this would end badly. She walked up to Ish and grabbed him by the arm, pulling him close to her she turned him so that she faced her and watched him. "We can make it work, friends are always important. Am I forgiven?"

A problematic high school

Yes! I was looking for a good anime picture of her!

((All I could find were anime women in their underwear...))

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Eden blushed and shook her head, she was officially loosing it. How saddening. "Sure, thank you Ish. I'm happy to have made you smile but we aren't friends. I don't make friends I have boys that I see frequently. Thank you for trying." She said as she got up and glared at the floor.

I would really enjoy being your friend but...I can't..I don't trust men anymore. It has been a long time since I have. Can we try though? Please? She opened her mouth to speak but none of the words came out and with a sigh she leaned against the wall.

Fractions: A New Age

Explanations are fun!

A problematic high school

She will help him...in her own ways...hehehe! HEHEHEHEH!

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Eden rolled her eyes as an act as she laid down next to him and draped an arm over his chest. "I'm sorry, I've experienced some rape but I usually did those things out of my own free will so it doesn't matter. Do you want to talk about it a bit more?" She asked quietly as she kept her face serious and tried to show little emotion. "I don't mind killing, many a girls have committed suicide because of me and I think of it as murder." She murmured as she looked at their surroundings. "This is awkward isn't it? In my old schools they had hall monitors."

A problematic high school

Oh...that is traumatic...