Chapter 1

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by __unicorn

by __unicorn

PLEASE READ: I started writing this story a really long time ago, so there's obviously lots of mistakes and stuff so please try to ignore them, I'm putting this story through extreme editing so please be patient.
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I walked through the school doors, and sighed. It was the first day back to school after Christmas break, and snow covered the ground.

I looked at everyone in the halls, Yep, tipical high school.

The nerds, Cody, Ethan, and Beth were all talking to eachother while stuffing their noses in text books. Then there was the sluts, Bella, Georiga, Shaila, and they're leader, Caroline. The stuck up brats were applying make-up and fixing eachother's hair. They had enough make-up on as it was, all of them looked like they were in a tanning bed for eight hours. They tried to get with every guy in the school, and they all acted dumb thinking it was attractive but I knew for a fact that Bella was smart as hell. Then there was the jocks, Austin, Matt, and they're leader, Dillon, plus a bunch of others I didn't know. They were standing in front of the water fontain, wearing their fancy matching football jackets. Dillion was the captain of the football team and every girl in the school wanted to fuck him, and he knew it. I didn't, though. I actually had self respect and dignity. The rest of the people didn't really fit into any category, which is like me.

I walked to my locker, and grabbed my things. I had AP Chemistry first, I had really high grades because I actually had time to focus on my studies since I had barely any friends, which I didn't mind. Once I turned around, I felt my books get knocked on the dirty tiled floor.

"Watch it." I felt sick when I heard his obnoxious voice. Connor Greene, a self centred, low life, bastard who goes out of his way every day to make sure my life is hell.

I looked at him and rolled my eyes. His messy dark hair was swept across his forehead and his blue eyes made me want to punch him in the throat. He was wearing khaki pants and a football hoodie, he almost punched Mr. Davis, the football coach when he wasn't made captain.

"You watch it." I muttered, slamming my locker and picking up my books. "Aw, you actually built up enough confidence to talk back to me, cute." He said, smirking. He honestly scares the living hell out of me, but I wasn't as scared at school where there was teachers and video cameras. I didn't answer, instead I just pushed past him and began to walk away. I heard him start to follow me and then I was slammed into the lockers. He held the front collar of my baggy black T-shirt and brought his face inches away from mine. His deep blue eyes stared into my green ones. It terrified me. "I wouldn't get cocky if I were you." He warned quietly, then he let me go and started walking down the hall. "See you in Chem, Katie." He called behind him.

School finally ended. I gathered my things I needed and headed outside to walk home. I zipped up my bright purple jacket and started walking, then someone zoomed passed me on a bike, almost knocking me on my face. "Hey!" I screamed. "Oh sorrry." Conner smirked, slowing his bike. "Go away." I sneered. Conner smiled evily. "Okay." He said, then pushed me which did knock me over. "Bye, bitch!" He called, flipping me off and leaving me on the ground.

"Fucking bastard." I whispered, fighting off tears. The fall didn't even hurt, it just hurt knowing that one person completely ruined my life. He made sure that I had no friends, every time someone even tried to talk to me at school, Connor and his shitty friends would drive them away. It hurt so bad knowing so many people hated me when I did nothing to them.

I sighed, standing up and brushing the dirt off of my yoga pants. Then I started to walk home again.