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Y/n's parents knew she was going to be a problem soon as she was born.

When she was two she was already sticking up her middle finger.

But she was a star, and everyone loved her for it. Her bitchy personality and that smug persona. People loved it.

That's why she's so popular.

Even though she's mean, she had good traits too.

She was caring, loving, and honest. That was some traits she wishes she can get rid of.

She hated how loving she was, it made her feel weak. That's probably why she has such a tuff personality.

To hide that side of her.

Y/n had friends, she didn't claim her parents since they were never emotionally there, but she still loved them more than anything.

She was very popular at highschool. Everyone knew her and loved her.

But she hated highschool. I mean who doesn't? But she only didn't like it because of the amount of work she has to do.

She wasn't the working type. If anything just give her the grade and call it a day but Noooo you have to work for it.

Even at her job too. She worked at a local sneaker shop in Chicago. She hated that too.

Guess you can say, she hated everything.

Right now, y/n is currently in class on her phone. She chewed her gum loudly while listing to music in her beats headphones.

She drew random drawlings on her paper since that's like her hidden talent.

Drawling calmed y/n down a lot. She still doesn't know why but it just did, ever since she was a kid.

She was good at it too. Her art teacher thinks she could make a career out of it.

"Ms. L/n?" You heard from your free ear that wasn't covered by your headphones.

You looked up at your teacher as the whole class looked at you. You made a stank face. "What?"

"I need you to pay attention please. We have a huge exam coming up." You blew a bubble with your gum as it popped.

You blankly looked at the teacher before going back to your drawling.

The teacher sighed and went back to teaching.

When he was done assigning the assignment, he called over the boy that sits next to you in class.

Some blonde boy you didn't really know of. You knew he was like hella smart and at least top 10 in all of his classes but you never spoke to him.

You never knew why he wanted to sit next to you. It wasn't like an assigned seat or anything, he chose to sit right there.

It was different because in all you classes you sat alone. Yes you were popular but that doesn't mean people actually liked to be around you other than your friends you have