*hunters POV*
"Hunter get down here right now!" yelled my foster mother Beatrice. I sighed as I got up off my bed. I was listening to my favorite band, black veil brides. Beatrice was standing over the sink, "I thought I told you to wash these dishes?"
"Sorry, I forgot. I'll do them right now" I told her. She yanked my earphones out of my ears, "Ow, what was that for?"
"Maybe if you would get your head out of those stupid bands you would remember." she scowled. "What was I thinking becoming a foster parent, I didn't know I'd get stuck with a freak show like you." I ignored her and washed the dishes. It was summer break so there was no escape, hell even if school was going on I'd still get bullied.
There was one thing I could look forward to and that was black veil brides coming to town and staying for a whole week. Although I knew she would never give me the money to go see them. After the dishes I went back to my room where I stay most of the time anyway.
I sat on my bed thinking about what she had called me. A freak show. I knew I shouldn't have let it get to me but it did, I started crying as I opened my dresser drawer and pulled out my razor blade. I knew BVB wouldn't like what I was doing but right now it seemed to be the only friend I had. No I wouldn't, not this time. I put it back in the drawer and left my room completely. I decided to go for a walk.
I didn't really have a destination. But then it hit me- BVB was coming to town today!
They would be at hot topic in the mall. I knew my feet would take me straight there. At the mall I went to hot topic. My heart stopped when I saw their table set up. They weren't there yet. I sighed and turned around only to run smack dead into Andy Biersacks back. "Sorry!" I said automatically when he turned around. He was so much taller than me. His pretty blue eyes looked down at me. I expected him to be mad but he smiled.
"No worries." Andy said "Accidents happen." I knew I was starring at him like a fool but I couldn't think of anything to say or do. "I'm guessing you know who we are, what's your name?"
"Hunter." I said. The rest of the band came up and said hey.
"Hunter is a unique name for a girl, I like it though." Andy said. "You'll be at our shows all week won't you?"
"My foster mother won't lend me the money." I said sadly. "Would you sign my shirt?" He smiled. He signed the back of my shirt.
"You can use it anytime you want." He said as he capped his marker.
"Use what?" I asked. I pulled my shirt to where I could see what he had signed. There under his name was his number! "Oh my god."
"So where do you live?" Andy asked. I was still off in my la-la land from his number being on the back of my shirt.
I gave him my address not thinking he would actually stop by. On the way home I was to excited to notice the group of preps following me. "Hey freak!" Matthew Nicholson yelled. I turned around. They were running for me now. I took off at a fast sprint.
They always bullied me and I hated them for it. I knew the girls would beat me up if they caught me. They stopped once I hit my driveway. "Kill yourself you freak!" Chelsea Romero yelled.
"Yea you already cut!" Matthew said "Why stop there?" I got into my house and locked myself in my room. I took out the razor blade from my drawer. I put it to my wrist but stopped when I remembered Andy's number on the back of my shirt..... He said use it anytime but should I? I decided to send a just a quick, simple text: HEY IT'S HUNTER.
*i know it's kinda short but don't worry I'll post chapter two ASAP!*
