Problems *completed*

Chapter 1

First let me start off by saying somethings about my self. Well my name is Alexa Walker, im 16, 5'3, light brown wavy hair, green eyes, I have tan skin, and a okay body. I have a older sister named Cameron. She lives in new york and is working for a very talented fashion designer. Our parents both died when we were young and we lived with our foster parents but Cameron moved out cause she was of age.

They don't know I get bullied probably cause I never tell them about anything what happens in my life except Cameron. I have been bullied since I was in 8th grade. I guess the reason I get bullied is cause i dream one day I will be a singer or move to new York and do something like my sister does and everyone thinks I won't make it. Its sophomore year and hope the guys who bullied me are going to lay off.

I woke up and got dressed. I don't have much clothes but I picked out blue jeans, a baggy sweatshirt and some old converse. I walked into the kitchen and my foster parents and my foster brother was there. He is 7 and his name is Luke. He has blonde hair and blue eyes totally different from me.

"Hey lex" Luke said.

"Hey little guy" I said messing with his hair.

"No!... Now I have to do my hair again" he said mad.

"Aw sorry you have to make it look good for your girlfriend" I joked.

He stuck his tongue out and walked away. I just laughed and ate my breakfast. I walked out to my car that I'm borrowing from my foster mother until I get my own. I drove into the school lot trying to find a open spot. I saw one as I drove to it a silver car stole it. I knew who's car that was. It was Shawn's car with his little "gang" with him. They all bullied me over the past 3 years. They are part of this gang that hurt people and just does bad things in general.

"Sorry nerd maybe next time" he said making everyone laugh.

I just rolled my eyes and found another parking stall. I got out and walked to my locker. People would laugh and stare at me as I walked in but that didn't bother me much. I got to my locker and opened it when someone came up to me.

"What's up fatty?" He said

I just ignored him and didn't look at him at all.

"Hey I'm talking to you!" He said shutting my locker.

"What the hell do you want!" I said looking at him and seeing it was shawn.

"Dont fucking yell at me bitch" he said rudely.

"Can you get out of my way" I said trying to open my locker until he grabbed my hand.

As he grabbed my hand my sleeve went down a bit and he looked at my wrist and saw the cut marks. I pulled my arm out of his grasp and covered my arm with my sweater. He then looked at me and he had sadness in his eyes for some reason.

"Come on Shawn we will deal with her later" one of his friends said I think his name was Samuel but people call him Sammy.

Shawn's POV:

When I grabbed her wrist her sleeve fell a bit and i saw her wrists and they had scars on them but not just any scars on them cut scars. She cuts her self? Why? Oh probably cause me and my friends are dicks and made her life a living hell. But I didn't know she would take it that far. I felt really bad that I was the one that made her do that to her self. I was going to say something but Sammy called me over.