Prologue

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Y/n POV

I wake up to my alarm blasting my alarm ringtone.

"What are you willing to do" the song played until I turned it off.

Getting up I went to the bathroom, putting on "all mine" by Brent Faiyaz. I washed my face and brushed my teeth, after that I combed out my hair with my wide toothed comb, styled it, then got dressed in my uniform.

(Your hair style and school uniform )

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Going to the kitchen I grabbed parfait out of the refrigerator to eat on the way to school. See my parents are never really home, so I was left to my own vises.

Walking out the door I began eating the parfait. Once I got to school I threw away the now empty parfait container. While walking in the hallway I see people with their friends, boyfriends, and girlfriends.

Both things you didn't have.

If someone asked you to sum up your life in one word, you without hesitation would say the word, insignificant.

Waking silently to your first class you went straight to the back of the class, at the first desk away from the last desk, mainly because it was next to the window.

Bringing out your sketchbook you starting sketching Naruto with kurama before a yawn left your lips. You were tired from stay up last night bingeing the last season of Naruto Shippuden.

Putting away your sketchbook you laid your head in your arms, slowly falling asleep.

That was until you felt a tug in your hair. You let it slide at first since you were tired but when there was another that was harder then you heard laughs so you turned around.

Behind you was a girl with straight black hair, her skin was palm colored and her eyes were a clear blue.

"Oh I'm surprised you felt that pull on your wig" She said in a joking manner

What ticked me off was the fact this girl had a black friend that was laughing at what she just said, like black people can't have naturally long hair.

"Say that again, I think I misheard you" I said turning all the way around to fully face her

The fact that you were setting her up was clear, her friends all got it, her black friend stopped laugh when she saw me fully turn around.

"I said, I'm surprised you felt that tug on your wig-"

Before she could finish I punched her in her shit. She held her hand to her mouth in shock. People be thinking just because I'm quiet means that I'm a bitch and a easy target.

I never hesitate to put someone in their place, whether they're a male or female, because best believe you can fight.

You didn't notice but everyone in the class room was watching you and her, some laughing at her and others being shock.

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