Chapter 1

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My name is Elizabeth johnson. I am 17. I go to bridgeway high school. i live in a small ass town in Illinois . I'm not popular, but i don't hang out with the scrawny boys who play dungeons and dragons at the back of the cafeteria. i have two friends, Emily and Leigh-Anne, theyre pretty cool.

my grades are... okay. I'm only failing one class, English. i cant graduate without that good grade. i always hated English, especially the little man in the front of the class.

i have a normal life. my dad is overseas and my mom has a job that hardly lets her stay at home.

this morning i woke up, i did my normal routine, brush my teeth, shower, try to come my hard to manage puffy hair into at least a braid. "ELIZABETH" my mom yelled from downstairs. these were the only times i saw or heard her at home.

"YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE HURRY UP." my mom yelled from the kitchen

"CRAP!" i exclaim as i look for something to wear. i pull on the first thing i see in my closet, which is a rolling stones band t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, and a pair of black jeans. i put my black converse on grab my beanie and my backpack, and im off.

i reach school with ten minutes to spare. i find my friends in the sea of annoying, horny teenagers, making out everywhere.

"EM, LEIGH-ANNE!" I yell so they can hear me

"hey Liz" greets Emily

"finally the one time you're early! ha!" Leigh-Anne says mockingly

"ha ha, very funny" i say back, my tone matching hers

"hey did you hear about the new student that's coming here?" whispers Emily

""no what about him?" i whisper back

"he already has a bad reputation and hes doesn't even come here until tomorrow!" Leigh-Anne said not being quiet at all, earning stares from other students

"what did he do?" i asked the both of them

"i heard that he had a meltdown and started cursing and yelling at the principal for no reason." whispered Emily

"wow" i said not really caring, but still wanting to know more

"whats his name?" i ask, still curious

"his name is niall." Leigh-Anne whispers."hes from Ireland and we heard that his uncle teaches here, we just don't know which one" she explains further

the bell rings, telling us to go to our 1st period. we all dispersed saying bye to each other knowing that we would meet up at lunch.

my first period was hell, A.K.A English

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