She is Not My Girlfriend!!!- Sample

Emma began walking towards me and all I wanted to do was run. This preppy, way to girly girl had been following me around ever since she entered Carlton High three weeks before. Of course since then people have been calling me, the tomboy of grade 9, a lesbian, and Emma, by girlfriend. It was all just getting pretty annoying really.1

I don't have anything against homosexuals but they shouldn't go after somebody who isn't, and I don't really think Emma is one although when anyone asks her if I'm her girlfriend, she quickly anwsers "Yes!". I just want to bang my head into the wall, I did too. But she ran off and grabbed a cloth to wipe the blood, that only raised more rumours. 2

And here she was, the thing in my life that just gave me a mega wedgie. The asteroid of my slowly dying planet. Seriously, today was the last day she was going to bug me. I am gonna stop just staying silent while she walked beside me to all my classes, and whenever she offers me a home-made lunch. Today was the last straw. But why am I running away from her?