The Complicated Life of Hazel Irene Taylor (Slow Editing)

Chapter 2

"Hello Hazel. I am Mrs Papuri your principal. Here is your new schedule. I'll have Nevada show you around. Nevada!" The old woman yelled.

"What do you want old lady?" A girl with curly brown hair and dark brown eyes. She is also really tan and looks a lot like Jason.

"Watch your mouth. You need to show her around," Mrs. Paupri asked.

"Okay, hi my name is Nevada and I'll show you around and show you some of my friends," She said.

Even though Jason and Nevada look alike, I can already tell they are different. She wears dark make up and clothes and has a tounge and nose piercing. From the way she tugs on her sleeves, I can tell that she is either a cutter or is abused like me.

"Okay, let's go," Nevada said.

'Okay," I said and got out of the office with her.

"There are twenty minutes before class so I'll introduce you to my friends," She said and walked to a group with three people in it.

"Hey my sexy unicorn!" A girl with curly blonde hair with crystal blue eyes. She was wearing a cheerleading outfit. Great.

"Not much, just showing Hazel around school," Nevada answered.

"Welcome!" Another girl said. She had long curly black hair with brown eyes. She also had a cheerleading outfit on... Lovely.

"Thanks," I mumbled. I hate cheerleaders. They always bully me.

"Relax, They are cheerleaders but they are not like the other bitches," Nevada said.

"No they aren't. Otherwise Nikki wouldn't be dating me," A guy said and grabbed the blonde haired chick by the waist. She leaned back on him. He had black hair and dark brown eyes.

"I'm dating a football player. He's really sweet and he is the kicker for our football team. His name is Peyton and my name is Dedria," She said.

"He's friends with my brother, so that automatically makes him an asshole," Nevada said.

"You're just jealous because you can't have me," Dedria said and giggled.

"Sorry honey, I'm not a lesbian, and you aren't going to be the one that turns me," Nevada said and rolled her eyes. This girl speaks the truth.

Someone wrapped their arms around my waist, making me wince in pain.

"Jason get off!" Nevada yelled at him.

He laid his chin on the top of my head, "Why? I'm just seeing how long Hazel can stand this without getting frustrated or feeling uncomfortable," He replied.

I grabbed his hands from around my waist and tried to pry them off, but this just made Jason tighten his grip, making me wince again. I tried to wiggle out of his grip, but quit because of the pain it was causing me. I threw my hands up in the air in frustration.

"Jason, I am very uncomfortable with this. Now, LET GO OF ME!!!" I practically yelled the last part.

Jason released me and took a step back. I looked at Nevada and said, "Thank you for your help, but I think I'm gonna use the rest of my time to find the rest of my time to find the rest of my classes on my own," I was about to walk away when I felt someone grab my wrist. I turned around to see Jason looking out me with concern.

"Let me show you. It'll be faster and you won't get lost as much,"

I looked him in the eye and kept a straight face while saying, "No thank you. I can find my way around without you," This time when I turned around I walked without looking back.

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*Jason's POV*

I watched Hazel as she walked away when I, suddenly, felt my head sting. I growled and spun around, ready to discipline who dared lay a hand on me. Instead, I came face to face with my sister Nevada. She glared at me.

"Don't you growl at me! What the hell was that? Couldn't you see you were hurting her? Do you even like her? You can't make her your play toy! I won't let you," I could tell by her voice that she was getting worked up.

"Shut up Nevada! You don't know what you're talking about," I practically growled out.

I turned around and started to walk away while Nevada was yelling at me.

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*Hazel's POV*

I walked around this school ten million times and still can't find the damn choir room!

"Do you need help?" A voice whispered in my ear. I jumped and he laughed. I now recognized the voice. I turned around and hit Jason in the arm.

"Don't do that," I said menacingly. His eyes turned black. He suddenly became really scary, but I held my ground.

"I don't take orders well, babe," Jason whispered in my ear. It made goosebumps go down my arms.

"I do what I want," I said back. He looked all over my body for a minute then growled. Yeah, you heard me, growled. He raised his hand and I flinched and prepared for the hit.. He caught me off guard when he traced my collarbone.

"Who did this to you?" He asked. His voice was full of anger. I noticed that my hoodie went down a little, showing the big purple bruise.

"Nobody did this to me. I fell down the stairs," I said lying through my teeth.

"Oh okay, be more careful next time," Jason said and relaxed a little. I sighed a sigh of relief. Jason walked me to my class.