Sorry, Just No.

Chapter 1: School.

I walked in. Bland and blank, not awful though. Everyone looked at me. I wasn't in the greatest state: bruised knees, plasters on my fingers and scratches on my arm. I could see some boys laughing at me at the back. I gave them a fierce stare. They stopped. This was gonna be easy. Nah, I was wrong. It was gonna suck.

First impression of school: Dumbasses, annoying, loners.

The teacher told me to sit down. I think what he meant to mean is to sit down in the worst spot. You might be thinking I'm elaborating. Nope. Your wrong, like always. I was sitting in between a bratty girl and a nerd. Thanks a lot. It was so annoying. I couldn't even concentrate. The bratty girl, Stephanie (I prefer bratty girl) was chewing her gum so loud, and well the nerd (Emily) I mean she was fine. But damn was it embarrassing to sit next to one.

It was break time. I much preferred to stay in the classroom, but I didn't have a choice. The weather was freaking cold. How could I survive in this weather. I was so focused on complaining about the weather that I tripped. Something I have done many times. Normally I was lucky that I didn't have any injuries or anything like that. But this time I wasn't. Everyone looked at me. As I was about to get up. Two boys came up to me. Both were skinny, but they looked tough. They kinda looked one of those bullies in those crappy as movies.

"Ha, the new kid." Laughed one. Yep, that's what the always say in the movies.
"So she was pathetic!" Said the other one. Apparently there names were Jack and Jake.
Now it was my turn to speak.
"I wouldn't call myself pathetic, considering I was about to get up. Only weaklings stay on the ground." I said with confidence. I did not shiver at all. I was strong, I felt strong.