Prologue

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My name is Amya Renice Johns, I'm 16 years old with long dark wavy hair (currently in a messy bun), light brown eyes with little flecks of blue, I'm about 5'3 and I wear glasses. I don't know why my life is so hard. Ever since 4th grade when this guy named Tyler, broke our friendship, I've been down.

I know I know. Why mourn over something that happened so long ago? Well.. it was the way he said everything.

**Flashback**

[4th Grade]

"Hey Tybear!" I ran up to him with a smile and hugged him. That had always been my nickname for him. He had pulled away from me. My eyebrows went up in confusion. "Um you ok?" I asked, concern clearly showing through my eyes.

He did'nt answer me so I tried asking again. "Tybear? Are y-" I didn't even finish my sentence before he screamed at me.

"Leave me the heck alone Mya! Gosh Danielle was right! Your..so so annoying and.. your just...a big ugly mistake!" He looked at me with so much hatred in his eyes. I could feel my eyes watering as I tried to fight back my tears.

"What did I do?" I needed an answer. I didn't do anything to him to deserve this. I wasn't going to take this. Best friends weren't supposed to treat eachother like that. My momma told me that when I was in 2nd grade.

"Just. Leave. Me. Alone." he said walking away with not even so much as a glance over his shoulder.

When he was out of eyesight I broke down into tears. I didn't care if all the other students were watching. My only other friend I had. He was gone. What I wanted to know is what Dani (Danielle) had told him. She was supposed to be my other bestfriend. Guess not.

** End of Flashback**

I have a bestfriend, Jessica Brown. Ever since 6th grade she's been my friend. The one there for me. The one who stood up for me when I couldn't stand up for myself. Jessica was one of those girls who, no matter what, you couldn't help but love her.

She wasn't like the nasty bimbos at our highschool. She was like me, but more talkative, hyper, and most definitely pretty.

She was Lightskin with long flowing light brown hair, beautiful green eyes with a hint of brown, and curves that girls would literally die for. She was only 5'5, making me the shortest out of both of us. I didn't really mind though.

She was like the sister I never had.

Well only because I was the only child. I had Busy parents that weren't even at home half the day. Sad thing is..tomorrow is the First day of school.

Just my luck because it meant another year of being tortured and another year with a face full of Tyler Howell. This was going to be a long painful year. I could tell...

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