"What you think your better than me, a big tough jock with delusions of standing? You think that you can just change your shirt you'll be back on the field? Who do you think you are?" She said this baiting him, pushing him...come on she thought, just fucking kiss me.
"You think those fucking people out there are going to understand you? They don't care about pain or darkness, not the people you used to hang with, they are all the same, boring, annoying lives, living by the same fucking rules, living the same fucking lives, cause they are scared of what might happen if they don't! I'm not like that, I'm not scared anymore, I don't give a fuck what people think, and it's fun, and it's freeing, and guess fucking what? ITS ME!"
Derik looked at her in amazement and ....
