y/n is no normal girl, living with her abusive addicted mother she is faced with trouble. First at school where shes quirky and different and then at home where she first meets her troublemaker mafia boyfriend.
As the clock ticked closer to 7am the sun rose higher up in the sky. Casting beautiful shades of red, it could only be described as the canvas of Bob Ross, it was that beautiful. As the warmth of the sun hugged the planet the alarm clocks around the globe rang.
Y/N woke up with a gasp after her mother yelled at her to make breakfast.
"Mother I'm on my way" y/n yelled back. She gently put her feet down on the cold floor. She walked towards the mirror to take a look at her 2'4 short self. Her brown straight hair flowing down to her waist and she took a scrunchie and put her long hair in a messy bun.
Exiting her room she climbed up the stairs since her small room laid in the basement. It was so dusty and she was forced to clean the entire house everyday.
"Y/N WHY ARE YOU TAKING SO LONG YOU PIECE OF SHIT?!" her mother yelled. She rushed up to the kitchen and was met with a slap in her face.
"YOU'RE SUCH A PATHETIC LITTLE GIRL I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN" her mother screamed in her face. Y/N walked to the stove with silent tears flowing from her purple orange green blue brown yellow red orbs as her mum stormed out of the kitchen. Staring down at the sad looking bowl of scrambled eggs she started singing Fight song to show the world what a baddie she is. Her mother is her only living relative, her grandparents, siblings, cousins, cousins children, aunts, uncles, uncle's dog's parrot's fish's horse were all dead. She never knew her father, Y/N had been told by her mother that her father had left them because Y/N was an ugly little baby and she never had a glow up. When the breakfast was done Y/N took a deep breath and realised she was going to be late. She ran upstairs and dressed in her favourite outfit that she knew no one else would wear because she's so different and quirky.
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Y/N was bullied in school because she wasn't like other girls. She wore glasses and didn't care about makeup and fashion and she stayed away from girls because all they were was drama, she read twilight. She had to walk to school because her abusive addicted mother refused to drive her to school and the busdriver always forgot about her. Walking up to fame high she sighed. Another year of being bullied for being so different and quirky, she wasn't famous like everyone else, she was a nobody. She stepped through the school and was met with laughing and staring people. She saw the school mean girls Jessi, Amanda and Britney laughing at her. Y/N decided that staring at her galaxy shoes would be less humiliating but when she walked to her locker she walked right into someone's hard buff chest. She looked up and saw Harry. He was the popular guy that everyone wanted and behind him stood his bad boy gang which included Nial, Zayn, Louis and Liam.
"Watch where you're going nerd" Harry said angrily.
"s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sss-ss-ss-s-s-s-ss-ss-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-ss-s-s-s-s-sorry" Y/N stuttered out. Y/N looked into his green orbs.
"Pathetic" Nial said as Y/N sat down to pick up her Twilight books. Everyone was staring at them. Y/N stood up and looked to the ground, the schools bad boys walked past her bumping into her shoulder. She felt tears falling down her face, she didn't know why she was crying, she knew what they said was right. She was pathetic, a loser, a nobody, who would care if she disappeared. She walked to her locker and opened it, she looked in the tiny mirror that her ex best friend Kayleigh had put when they still were friends. Y/N had nobody in her life, no one that loved her.
The entire school day was hell, the mean girls bullied her for wearing glasses, Y/N realised they did it because her glasses were so unique and quirky, Y/N was also the only person in the entire school to wear glasses. She was not like other girls. When she got home her abusive mother pushed her down the stairs, Y/N started cleaning like she usually did. When suddenly her mother called her name, hesitantly she walked up the dusty stairs.
"Y/N I sold you to pay for my drug addiction!" her mother told her with a serious face. "Maybe you'll be useful for once!"
"Who did you sell me to?" Y/N asked with tears in her purple orange green blue brown yellow red orbs.
"Me!"
Author note: Omg who bought Y/N? Find out in the next chapter of Ed She-ran and the eds of Shera
