seven

Prologue

Sometimes I wonder, why are parents so obsessed with nicknames?

It's stupid, really.

When i was younger, my mum gave me the nickname "Seven"

My real name is Alyssah, pretty shit name if I'm being honest.

While my mum was pregnant with me, her lucky number was 7.

It was only 7 because her due date was July 7th. Seven on Seven.

My mum thought it would be so clever to make my name even more embarrassing and add an extra letter at the end to it would even off to seven letters, and now I'm stuck with the name Alyssah.

I just turned 16 last month, now mums counting off the days until my 18th birthday. She just can't wait until i move out.

In my desired reality, mum thinks that I'm the most popular girl at school because I'm always hanging out with my friends after school, but in reality, I'm just a loner, literally. It sucks, really.

I don't really like the kids at my school, they're so full of themselves. They think that them making fun of peoples insecurities is gonna get the boys' attention. It doesn't.

In my desired reality, the boys' prefer me for some odd reason.

To be honest, I don't think they actually like me, I feel like they only hang out with me to get away from the girls. And i don't blame them.

There's Jackson, Owen, Max, and Aaron, they're also known as "The Pretty Boys".

They're every girls dream, they're respectful, consensual, sweet, and overly protective.

They're like dogs trying to protect their precious toy from everything bad, and in this situation, I'm the toy.

Though sometimes, they aren't so sweet and protective.

They are the ones to slam you onto the bed if you take something from them and don't give it back.

Our first encounter was on my first day of school..

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 "Why are you wearing a beanie? The sun is practically beaming outside" the girl asked.

"Cause I can?"

"Babe, whoever told you that it was cute to dress like that, obviously lied to you" she said, twirling her finger towards my outfit when she said that.

"Okay first of all, babe, I don't care if it's cute or not, because i don't care, and second of all, why are you even here?" i replied back, sarcastically.

"Tormenting the new students again, Cylia?" The tall boy asked, his skateboard in one hand, and holding a lollipop in the other.

Maybe in this reality, he won't hurt me..

"Oh, hi Jackson, and no i was just telling this girl here" she said, pointing her eyes to me, "-That dressing as she is, is only for boys" she smirked

"I don't see anything wrong with her outfit, it's perfect for skating" he replied, throwing the lollipop in his mouth.

"Well she probably doesn't skate, right," she stops, when she realizes that she never got my name.

"-just call me Alyssah"

"-Alyssah, right.. Thats an ugly name" she laughed.

"It's a beautiful name, actually" Jackson butted in.

"You can just call me seven, or Alyssah, if you prefer, Jackson" i smiled.

"Right so, Seven-" i cut her off

"Woah, i never said you could call me Seven, i only said he could, love" i smirked at her

"Do you even know who you're talking to? You stupid british girl" she spat

"Aw thanks, and yeah i do, I'm talking to an american stuck up girl whos too full of herself to even notice that her crush, doesn't like her" i said, making a pouty face at the end.

"-oh and by the way, i do skate" i smiled at her before flipping her off while walking out of the cafeteria.

"Woah you're cool, I'm Jackson, Jackson James" he ran back up to me.

I wish you were as nice as this back in my regular reality..

"Alyssah Sires"

"Do you maybe wanna hang out with me and my friends after school?" he asked, scratching the back of his head

"Sure, what do you guys do anyways? Play video games and torment little kids?"

"No actually, we skate around the city, and you know, have actual fun." he said.

"Then count me in"

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It's been a year since i came to this school, and even now, Cylia and her little friend group still hate my guts, and my dogs are still my best friends, though i wish i didn't have to script them to be my best friends..

Jackson is my favourite of them all, but maybe that's because i have come to see that i have a crush on him, even if he did ruin my mental health..

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bru guys im back again, and i actually have confidence in this story :)

So what this isnt a hp story, i think it actually may be good in the end.

Vote if you liked this, see you next chapter ;)