Once loved

Prologe:

Who would think my life started out the way it did. I still can't believe it,but it happened. I love my life right now. I was always underestimated or overestimated. I lived life without a care. I found something, no I found someone who made my life better and got me to where I am now. I'm Chloe valentine and this is my story of my not-so-perfect-perfect life.

Chapter 1: Hate

I wake up to sunlight streaming through my room and very close, my mom throwing up in the bathroom. Not exactly how I like waking up, but that's how it mostly is around here. I lay in my bed a little bit longer until my mom shouts,"Chloe! Get your fat lazy ass up and out of bed!!!" Then she goes back to puking a little bit more. I get up and out of bed and walk to my little closet. I try to figure out what to wear but it won't matter anyway, I don't have anyone to impress. I pick my favorite black shorts and put on a blue t-shirt. I go to the bathroom to brush my hair and then brush my teeth. I like my new hair. I dyed it with blue streaks and res tips I think it looks cool. My mom finally walks up to me and looks at me while I put on my makeup.

"Why do you try to be pretty when it'll never happen?" She asks me and I don't answer. She then just walks away. I walk out of the bathroom and throw on my sweater and shoes and head out the door to my car. I finally saved enough money to get one last year. With having 2 part time jobs and paying the bills it was hard. I see the clock and I find that I have time to stop and McDonalds and get some breakfast before school.

I get to McDonalds and order a mcmuffin with a hash brown. I pay and drive off to school.

As I park in the parking lot my phone beeps saying I have a message. 'That's weird' I think to myself. I open my phone to see its from someone I don't know. I look at it in confusion and then ignore it thinking that i'll just be late to first hour if I bother with it.

I walk into school and try not to be noticed. I sit in the desk and put on my music from the iPod my cousin gave me and she set up an account for me. I love her and try to spend time with her as much as possible. Just then I am interrupted by the teacher. She hands me a pass and I know exactly where I'm going.

As I walk down to student services I wonder why I'm still living with my mom. I walk in and sit and wait. A few seconds later my counselor walks out and motions me in. I follow lead and sit in the chair across from her desk as she closes the door.

"How have you been Chloe?" Asks miss snow.

"Fine" I answer.

"And your mother?"

"She's been better" I say and I don't want to talk about her and my lifestyle I am forced to live.

"Is there anything new with your mother?" She asks.

"No" I say.

"Ok" she says a little disappointed.

I ask if I can go but she keeps me there a little but longer for some reason.

"Chloe I understand that you don't have any real friends here, but I want you to meet someone. I will be right back." She says as she gets up and walks out the door. She comes back a few minutes later with a boy. 'Oh great she's playing match-maker' I think to myself.

"Can I leave?" I ask her.

"No. I want you to meet Kyle." She says I sneak a peak at him and he is staring at me intensely and it makes me nervous. Like a hawk watching a mouse.

I get up and push past them and go to my car. I just couldn't handle the eyes on me. I don't do good when people stare at me. I got to my car and I just sit in the drivers side. I don't go anywhere, just sit. Then I get out and walk to the nearest bench. Just as I sit down I hear heels and sneakers. I don't look up because I know exactly who is coming.

"Chloe. That wasn't very nice if you." Miss Snow says in her sweet honey voice.

"I'm sorry." I mumble to her.

"Don't apologize to me Chloe, do it to Kyle." She tells me. And so I obey.

I don't look up but I do apologize as best as I can and try and mean it. Kyle sits on the bench rather close and I hear miss Snow walk away. I don't know exactly what happened and I'm afraid to ask Kyle.

"So." Kyle says rather awkwardly, "Chloe."

"Hm?" I say.

"I know you don't like this and to be honest Im not that thrilled either about it, but how can making a friend harm you?" Kylie asks me and I sit there and think about it for a little bit. Then I answer, "Well there are a lot of ways friends can hurt you."

"Like how?" Kyle pries.

"Well, they can just pick up and leave and tell everyone your deepest secrets, or they could just stab you in the back, or just change and leave you. It's almost like break ups." I explain to him.

It's quiet for a while then I feel my hair being pulled from my face. I flinch away and the touch and try and scoot over but realize I'm at the end of the bench.

"Please don't touch me." I tell him and he backs off some.

"I'm sorry chloe." Kyle tells me. We sit in silence and it almost kills me. I don't particularly like other people and this doesn't help.

"At least we don't have to go to classes today." Kyle says and my thoughts are interrupted.

"Huh?" I say a little bit confused.

"Didn't you hear miss snow?"

"Guess not." I say simply. I get up and walk to the woods at the back of the school. I can feel Kyle following me. I stop and go in my purse for a light and a cig.

"What are you doing?" Kyle questions me.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" I ask him back.

"Is that a cigarette or weed?" Kyle asks.

"It's a cigarette Kyle." I tell him like he's stupid. Can't he tell the difference between a cig and a joint?