Revenge is a B**ch

*Chapter 1: The Humiliation

*(Author's Note: Because of the prank that was inflicted on the main character, animal abuse has been involved in the book but remember this just a story. No kitten was brutally slaughtered for real so don't hate. Please Enjoy Revenge is a B**ch)*

Chrysanthe's Pov

I stare in shock as the crowd of people surround me. Their laughing pierced through my ears as the see me in my shame. Paint and cat blood and guts are dripping from my clothes and jet black hair. The words 'Fat Bitch' writteqwa2n on my forehead from permanent marker.  Tears are spilling out my green eyes, and my chapped lips tremble as I stare at him. The one who stood before me.... The one who did it all....

Conner.

=Early that Day=

I sighed as I stood in front of the entrance to Hell, also known as High school. I smoothed out my dark blue skinny jeans and tug on my stripped sweater. 'Stay Strong Chrysanthe, just get through the day and you'll go back to your house and cuddle under your-'

"Move it fatty!!" A jock yelled from his car, a bunch a boys behind him laughing and giving him high fives.

I sighed and shook my head, I walk inside the school building and headed straight to my locker. It was a bit of a walk due to it being almost all the way on the other side of the whole school but my homeroom was there too. Also, I kinda need to walk because well....My weight problem.

I've always been made fun of my weight problem ever since my older sister died 4 years ago. It was a hard time for me and my family. Part of me blames myself for her death. I look up from looking down while walking and see my locker a few steps away from me. I gasp lightly, as there seems to be one problem ahead of me.

Conner Hills, the most popular star football player in the whole school. And the typical bad boy. He has always been in every grade with me since the beginning and he bullied me alot. It was a natural thing for him. It's like torturing me with rude comments was his drug and everyday, was his daily buzz.

I looked around and saw one or two people in the hallway. I sighed deeply and slowly made my way to my locker. Conner notices my presence and smirks down at me, "Hello, Tagger." He says lowly, almost in a seductive tone. I look up and stare at him.

Black hair, a perfect shaped face, cloudy silver eyes, high cheekbones and light pink kissable lips. He stands, resting his shoulder on the locker next to mine. "Hi..." I say quietly,  but loud enough for him to hear. "Now now, speak up. Your a big girl. Big girls are supposed to have big voices, No?" He says while leaning in my face. My hair covers my eyes and I nod slowly. He then moves the piece of hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear. I stay frozen at his sudden contact. "There...now I can see your face..." He says with a grin.

I stare at him with shock as he holds my chin and rub my lower lip with his thumb, 'Why is he being so nice all of a sudden?'. He chuckles at my surprised face. He sighs deeply, "I love your eyes...and your lips...and your hair...and your cute button nose..." He says inching closely that our noses are touching. My cheeks heat up, and my lip starts to trembles slightly. "Too bad your fat." He says loudly.

I stare up at him in shock as the words leave his mouth. I feel my heart drop and my stomach churn. "Wh-What...?" I say, still shocked. And here the torturing begins I seriously thought he was giving me a break today. That son of a-!

"You heard me. Your face is hot but your body from scale of 1 to 10 is....-100" He says with a chuckle. Now I'm mad, how dare this asshole say this to me. "Yeah? Well your not handsome as you think you are you jock stereotype!" I shoot back. My eyes widen and I cover my mouth. I look at him and he's giving me a death glare. I yelp, as he shoves me against the lockers and holds my neck in his grip lightly.