Siren
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She stood across from me in the hall. Constantly, I had to see her face, smiling with that freakishly tall boyfriend of hers. It hurts knowing that the pursuit of my affection is in love with the guy who hurt me.
I can't forgive him for what he did to me. His IQ may be that of a brick wall, but he's manipulative underneath it all. Under that smile and that stupid face, lies a man who's willing to hurt anyone who stands in his way. I didn't know he used me to get his girl, but he also didn't know I used him to get the same girl.
Quinn.
How is it that after everything she did to me and to him, we both are still helplessly in love with her? She's the Siren ad we're the sailors. He voice and beauty is so luring that we can't escape it. I wonder if she knew just how powerful she really is.
She rules this school not through fear. People choose to follow her. I never understood why until she personally threw a slushie on my face on the second day of sophomore year. Since my freshmen year, she had always ordered someone else to do her work for her. I hated her then. I would always go home crying, wondering why this Quinn person hates me I would also wonder why she ask other to do her dirty work if she does indeed hates me. I mean, if she truly hates me, why wouldn't she want to hurt me personally?
I hated her. Until that faithful day. Its kind of like the Siren. You hates Siren because you know what she does t people, but when you hear her, you fall into her trap and can't escape.
I hated her. Until I saw her. That day, I fell. I would like to think that I'm at rock bottom, but every time I see her, I can't help but fall deeper. I'm falling and can't see the light. It doesn't matter, there's no one willing to help me out anyway. Actually, that doesn't matter either because I don't think I can be saved. Maybe, it's because I did not want to be save, just like the rest of the McKinley's student population.
I fell. He fell. We fell. And we will all continue to fall, and for what reason? Nothing more than the sliver hopes of her glancing out way. We willing subject ourselves to be at her command, to be on the receiving end of all her evil, for that one thread of hope.
"What the hell are you looking at Man Hands?"
I jump and snap out of my trance as she shoves me into the lockers when she walks past me with that boy of hers.
Quinn.
The name that strike fear, hate, adoration, and hope into the every student who current walks the hall of McKinley.
Quinn.
The girl with the body of a Goddess.
Quinn.
The girl with a voice of Siren.
Quinn.
The girl with the power of Zeus.
Quinn.
The girl whose soul reeks of money.
Quinn.
She represents everything we desire and yet, we can never have her.
We all stand by waiting for something from her, anything. We'll be willing to take anything.
We're all waiting for nothing.
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