Mr. Unknown

Prologue

I always loved watching the stars at night. I always thought it was so beautiful that it should be hidden. Maybe that's why they only appear during the dark.

Looking up while keeping my eyes closed I let out a sigh of relief as I lasted another day.

My name is Cassie and currently I'm a senior in Greenwood high school. But if you would ask anybody over there 'Do you know Cassie?' they won't know me because in school I go by the term 'slut'. Funny considering that I'm still a Virgin. I go to a school full of hatred. Everybody hates me and I still don't know why. I haven't done anything to them.

Well maybe I do know.

It all started in the beginning of freshman year. The time where every teenager is excited because it's not like turning the page to a new chapter. No. It's more like opening a completely new book. As some say a fresh start.

And like every other teenager I was also excited. Till that point my life was fine I was living a normal teenage life with my picture perfect family consisting of my mom, dad and myself ohh and also my dog Copper. I had a lot of friends and my best friend's name was Kelly. We were all excited and me, like a innocent little girl not knowing what's going to hit me like a wrecking ball, except with no naked Miley sitting on it.

I was an average teenager I had braces, glasses and wore only jeans and T-shits. Never ever have I kissed a boy or a girl (I'm not a lesbian or bi) it's just that I want it to be special and also the fact that no one ever tried to kiss me. More like the fact that no one wants to kiss me.

Back to the point.

On the first day of school I woke up 5 minutes early for the big day so that I could be 'presentable' and tidy. Basically I took a shower and pulled my hair into a messy bun and put on my favorite nirvana shirt with my worn out jeans and last but not least I put on my Chapstick as I finally look at myself in the mirror as I did a quick mental check of everything I need to do for today.

No bad morning breath - check

Smell fine - check

Got my life saver aka my phone - check

And condoms - check (hey highschool is full of dickheads and they need their helmets and I always carry one because it's kind of like my good luck charm. I know it's weird but don't judge.)

As I mentally checked everything off I was ready for today as I rushed downstairs only to see my mum busy hustling through the place, I couldn't help but wonder what was wrong. I had never seen my mom this worried before.

"What's wrong ma? Are you okay?" I asked to her, slowly walking into the living.

She suddenly stopped what she was doing and stood still in shock while looking hesitant to answer "Huh?Wha..what? I'm f.....fine" she stuttered out. I didn't believe her but I chose to believe her.

As I unconvincingly walked my way to the kitchen and sat down on one of the bar stools, reaching out to the toast and started eating the toast placed on the counter I couldn't help but wonder why my mother was acting so strange, it wasn't like her. But I made myself believe that it was only me thinking too much, because I had no one to discuss it through because my father works during the night in his office and when he reaches home he heads straight to their bedroom, oblivious to everything, everything including us. But I couldn't help but drift of to these past couple of weeks, my mother she's been like this for a couple of days now. I wonder what's bothering her. As I thought I should ask her again even though I know her response would be 'I'm fine', but it's still worth a shot.

As I was heading towards the living room where my mother was running around and as I was just steps away from her I heard the door bell and I knew who it was. It was my one and only best friend Kelly. Pushing the thought away of asking my mom what's wrong later this afternoon, I grab my bag from the sofa and I told my mom a quick bye before running out the door. Only if I knew it was a bye forever, I open the door being greeted with a really happy Kelly.

I've known Kelly my whole life, we met in the park. Even though she claims that she found me crying on the swings, I know it was me who found her. We were 8 when that happened and little did the 8 year old me know that this girl would play an important role in my life.

It actually shocks people that Kelly and I are best friends since we are the polar opposite. Kelly is more of the outgoing one while I was and still the shy girl. Kelly has been blesses with beautiful blonde hair and sea blue eyes while I have dull, dark brown hair and big green eyes which I adopted from my mother.

"Are you ready!?" She asked me with a wide smile across her face as we were heading towards the bus stop.

"Ready as going to hell" I answered her back while she just shook her head at my response.

It took us 15 minutes to reached school and as I saw a glimpse of the school from the window seat and I couldn't help but feel a pang of excitement and worry hit me at the same time. Looking at each other with wide eyes we walked right through the doors and into the school. I don't know why but walking down the hallway felt like walking down the runway.

Suddenly I felt a something hard hit the back of my head making me fall face down to the ground. Yup, definitely like a runway. I could hear a few laughter's as I raise my head. My vision suddenly becomes blurry as I felt a small tear drop roll down my cheek but I still rose to my feet only to feel a pair of hands push me down to the ground again while my glasses flew off from my face. Now the laughter had doubled and more people started to join the crowd around me. I tried to ignore them and search for my glasses only to hear a *snap* and I knew exactly knew what it was. I heard a deep voice say "Oops did you need them?" In an sarcastic tone while the crowd roared with laughter making me cry even more. 'How embarrassing' I thought to myself 'It's my first day and everybody seems to hate me.' When I had the courage to finally get up only to see people point their phones at my direction taking pictures and videos while some were snickering and some looked at me with disgust while calling me names like 'loser' or 'bitch'.

Ignoring them again I search around almost in the urge of breaking down, trying to find my best friend only to see her blending in with the crowd while pointing her phone in my direction and snickering with the others more specifically the cheerleaders. Even though I thought I saw guilt in her eyes it only lasted for a second. She acted like she didn't know me. Like she didn't feel anything towards me. Like we aren't best friends. Like we were strangers.

I guess high school shows us who people really are in the inside.

I had enough and bashed through the crowd as I ran only to hear the laughter fade slowly as I locked myself in an cubical, thinking the day couldn't get any worse than this but fate just seemed to prove me wrong.

As I enter my 'home' I open the door only to find out just the furniture and my dad sitting on the ground with a bottle of beer in his hand. My dad never drinks. Without him saying a word I knew what was wrong as I saw a piece of paper laying on the ground saying 'goodbye'.

Maybe that's why I like the darkness, not because I'm an emo but because there is something about not knowing what's around you because light portrays people how they want to be seen by everyone while in the dark everybody's themselves as you can not see their true identity.

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