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The worst story ever

My name is Moonberry Baxton. Don't even try to deny it. I am the most different person in the whole universe. I'm not like any girls you've met. This is my very unique story.

I looked in the mirror to see a girl with ocean blue orbs the size of stinky onions and wavy blonde hair. "Wow" I thought to myself. No wonder my bestest friend Katrina left me. Look at this ugly sack of potatoes.

"MOONBERRY DEAR" My mum boomed from downstairs. "YOURE GOING TO BE LATE FOR YOUR NEW SCHOOL SINCE WE MOVED TO A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT COUNTRY AND PLANET!"

I flicked my hair and gracefully walked down the steps, ready to start my completely new life since my dad fell off the Eiffel Tower
"Bye mum"
"bye little honey pot!"

My first lesson was maths. "Grrr" I grrd. I HATE maths! I smouldered angrily and stomped to class. But whilst I was doing that I swear I heard a howl coming from behind me. Sweat pored down my face as I looked behind. Nothing was there. I ran to class with a frown on my face.
I sat down and all the girls were whispering things like "the new maths teacher is so hawt omg" I didn't really agree, but they way he added up the fractions was kinda hot. So I started talking with them.

"Moonberry! Don't you dare talk in my class! Go sit at the back next to that dark, tall handsome boy named Jason!"

I waddled next to the boy. He was such a hot bad boy with his leather.

"Sup I'm Jason wanna ride on my motorcycle later"

"S-s- sure!" I totally forgot about the kinda hot teacher then. This dude was so mysterious I was rolling to know more about him.

"Oh and by the way I'm a vampire but it don't mattah babe. Cuz I sparkle in the sun like a diamond" he said with a wink. Omg I think I just wet myself.

"Well I've gotta go have sex in the hallway with the blonde head cheerleader. Bye" he said, winking again. I hated the blonde cheerleader. Tears streamed down my face as I heard moans. Jason was mine even if he did want to suck my blood.

"I love him" I said out loud, smouldering shyly.

"No! You can't love him I love you Moonberry!" Said Harry from one direction.

"Harry? What are you doing here?" I gasped, tears forming in my eyes

"I saw the back of your head at a concert and I searched the globe to find you! Cuz you're one fine babe! My buddies Irish, homosexual, dusk till dawn and the one who likes to strip that down managed to put a tracker on you"

"But I'm just that boring different girl next door! How could you like me!"

"Did I just hear someone saying they love Moonberry?!!' Because they can't! Only the alpha of the pack aka me can love Moonberry! I can smell her. No one else can."

I spun around to see a hairy blonde man.

"My name is Portuguese. I am werewolf and I came here to collect what's rightfully mine! Your dad came back from the dead to tell me your the one because I can howl" He said with a smirk. My toes curled.
No one will love you like I do. Not even the hawt mysterious boy in the hallway."

I felt like I would faint. Tell me the head cheerleaders name and I might trust you."

"Her name is Emily. Or Courtney I have short term memory loss. My phobia of bathtubs and the full moon make me forget I am capable of remembering."

I suddenly trusted this werewolf with my life. I could tell him anything. I knew him. My face relaxed slightly, looking into the hazel orbs of this somewhat handsome...no he wasn't a stranger. He was normal. I needed normal in my life sometimes so I said "I'm falling for you hard wildcat"

He smirked but then suddenly everything went black. All I could hear was Harry from one direction singing Steal my girl and I swear I heard a vrooming of a motorcycle and Jason shouting "YOU DINT LET ME GIVE HER A TASTE OF THE BADBOY"
I guess I was too different to survive high school.