Chapter 1

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Lilly POV:

It's Monday morning. I wake up, get out of bed, grab clothes (see side) and get dressed. After I am dressed and ready, I go downstairs and make dad breakfast before he comes downstairs. He always expects me to make him breakfast and it to be ready by the time he gets downstairs. As I finish breakfast, I hear heavy footsteps from upstairs. He's in one of his bad moods. You can tell just by his footsteps. "Lilly, I hope you're making me breakfast. I'm coming downstairs, best be done" he shouts sounding angry. What he just said made no sense but I guess that's what happens when you're dad is this way. "Yes dad, it's finished" I say as he walked in the room. "Good now go to school you pathetic whore" he sneers. These stupid comments he makes don't hurt me anymore I guess I'm used to them. I get my bag and my phone (see side also) and start walking to school. I decide not to take my skateboard as that's effort and I'd have to put it in my locker when I can't be bothered. I walk slowly to school. I dread school. I hate it all because of one person, if he wasn't around I'd enjoy school. He physically and mentally bullies me. He waits for me at the school gates and I hate it. Sometimes I try and be late so he won't be there, hopefully he's not there today.

When I arrive at school, I notice he's still there. I try and ignore him and walk past him "where do you think you're going?" I hear as someone pulls my hair back towards them. "Ouch what do you think you're doing" I say without thinking. He turns me around and slaps me, hard. He starts punching and kicking me until I'm on the floor. He gives me one last kick in the stomach before leaving. "Bastard" I say under my breath so nobody hears. I pick myself off from the ground and decide to go to my locker. Didn't want to go there but I need to see what I look like after what just happened. I get to my locker and open the door and look in the mirror. I only have a bright red mark on my face so I put some foundation over it to try and cover it up. The bell rings which indicates first lesson. I missed registration but I don't care. I start to walk to first lesson which is English. I like English because it's one of the subjects I'm good at and I sit at the back on my own. I prefer sitting on my own because I don't get distracted. We're doing Macbeth at the moment because one of our final exams is on it. I don't really like Macbeth but I'm getting used to it. I struggle slightly with the language.
I think it's time I told you who 'he' is. His name is Ashton, Ashton Irwin. Him and his three friends bully me, the whole school join in to be honest. He's turned practically the whole school against me so I have no friends. It's horrible but I've learnt that you don't need friends.
Anyway, English class finishes and I walk to second class which is history. I have the worst teacher. All she gets us to do is copy out of the textbook, everyone in the class fails exams because of her bad 'teaching' but I study hard at home so I don't fail. I avoid a many people as possible while I walk to class but I come across two of Ashton's friends, Calum and Luke. They are the worst people to get beat up by, trust me. They come up to me and slap me, they then start punching and kicking me just like this morning but with more force. It hurt more than this morning. "Guys, come on I want to go, its cold and I don't like the outside" I hear someone say, it's their friend Michael. They give me one last kick and then leave. I pick myself up from the ground, again. Instead of going straight to class, I go to the girls bathroom, it's closer than my locker. I look in the mirror and apply more foundation to my face. I dread to think what my stomach looks like. I exit the bathroom and walk to class. I'm 20 minutes late by the time I get there. I walk in the class and my teacher says "Lilly Radley, you are twenty minutes late to my class. You have an hour detention tomorrow after school." First, I hate my last name and second dad will kill me if he finds out I have a detention. "Miss I'm really sorry I'm late, I was talking to my teacher I had in first lesson then I found I forgot my books so I had to go get them from my locker, you see, my locker is quite far from here. Sorry miss, I took longer than I expected." I say, trying to talk her out of the detention or at least cut the time. "I didn't ask for your excuses. You're still late and you still have that hour detention. Sit down, turn to page 32 onwards and copy it" she says sternly. "Yes miss" I say as I roll my eyes and sit down, I hear the class laugh but to be honest, I don't care. I really hate my teacher sometimes. If she is in a good mood, then great but when she's in bad moods like today for instance, it's hell. At the moment, we're 'learning' about life in Germany between the end of First World War and Second World War. I find this subject interesting and fascinating. Class finishes and it's break time. I go to my locker and stand there for the whole time and eat food. I don't like to go to the cafeteria at break, I don't particularly like it at lunch either but I go there to eat lunch. I go on twitter and see what's happening. "Hey Lilly" I hear a voice say. It's Ashton. I ignore him. "Oit I'm talking to you" he says angrily as he throws my phone on the ground. I look at it, luckily it's not broken. "Where were you at break?" He asks. "Here, at my locker where I usually stay" I say trying to be confident but infact, terrified. He slaps me and walks off. I look in the mirror and apply some more foundation. My face kills already and it's only break. The bell rings indicating it's time for third lesson, science. I'm alright at science, not my best but not my worst. We get our exams back today. I'm hoping I got a good grade because I studied and worked hard on this exam. I pick my phone up and go to class. I get into lesson and sit down. I open my book and start to write down what's on the board. Date, title and learning objective. "Once everyone's written down what's on the board, I will hand out your exams" my science teacher says. Everyone apart from myself, sighs and groans. I don't understand why they react like this when they all know how exams work. You do the exam then a few weeks later, you get your grade for the exam, it's pointless in moaning about it. She starts to hand out the exams. Once I get mine back, I look at my grade. C, I got a C. I feel slightly disappointed but it is an okay grade. "I got an F. Oh well" I hear Ashton say as he screws his paper up and throws it in the bin. He seriously doesn't care about how bad his grades are, I think it's honestly ridiculous. In science, we are learning about the haber cycle. It's something to do with ammonia, I'm not 100% sure to be honest. Science finishes and it's lunch time. I get my lunch from my locker and go to the cafeteria and sit in the corner away from everyone. Ashton walks in and I become terrified. I can't bare the look of him. I finish my lunch and walk out of the cafeteria. I decide to go to the school library, not many people go in there and it's peaceful. I choose a book and sit down and read it. Half an hour passes and the bell rings, last lesson. I have maths. I'm really good at maths and I really enjoy it, apart from Ashton and Michael are in my class. We're getting our exam results back for maths as well today. I'm hoping I did better on this exam then I did in my science. I get in and write the date, title and learning objective in my book and start the ten minute starter questions. These questions take me about two minutes, I find them really easy. "Okay class, you're getting your exam results today after we've done the ten minute starter" my maths teacher says. "Lilly, are you finished? If so please help Ashton, he's struggling again" he says to me. I reluctantly get up and go over to help Ashton. I start to help him but all he does is mess around. I get fed up after trying to get him to focus so I just do it for him. I go back to my seat and wait for everyone else to finish. We go through the answers and I got every one of them right. My teacher then hands out our exam results and I got an A. "I got a U. Haha, don't care" Ashton says and I roll my eyes. In maths we're learning about algebra, it's all so easy. Maths goes by quickly. I leave the classroom to go home but I get called to the heads office. I knock on the door and enter "ah Lilly, thank you for coming. I was just wondering if you could tutor a student? Their latest exams proved awful results and yours were all quite high?" He asks me. "Uh yeah sure" I reply. "Great, thank you so much. His name is Ashton Irwin, I believe he's in your classes. Anyway, don't want to keep you any longer, you may leave and thank you again" he says. I just nod, not being able to talk. I have to tutor my bully?! This is bad. I start making my way home quickly to try and avoid people. I get home and dad's not home. Typical. I decide to make an early dinner and do homework. After dinner I get my things to do homework but there's a knock at the door. It's Ashton. What does he want? "Hi I just came to see you about the tutoring? Yeah tomorrow after school" he snaps. "Uh, I can't tomorrow, detention and then I have lots of home stuff to do. How about Wednesday?" I say politely. "No, tomorrow" he demands and walks off. How am I going to get out of this one? I start my homework and put music on.
*an hour later*
I've finished and it's dark outside, this means dad won't be home tonight. He always comes home when it's light but he doesn't when it's dark. Not that I mind him not coming home, in fact, I prefer him not being here. I decide to have a shower and get my clothes out for tomorrow. I decide it's time to look at my stomach. It's black, blue and purple. I slightly touch it but instantly regret it. It's extremely painful but I guess it's bearable. I choose to have an early night.

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Hii so this is my first chapter and I know it's really bad but hopefully it'll get better. Please vote/comment.
-Mills x

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