Chapter 1

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My name is Kelly Winter. Here's a little bit about me. I'm 17 and I'm Irish/British well that's what I call myself. My dad was British and my mom is Irish, so my accent is kind of crazy. Right now I'm living in London. I have brown/blonde hair and blue eyes. I have really bad asthma. I live with my mom, twin sister, and little sister. My dad walked out on us when we were little. Music heals everything, at least that's what I say. I get bullied a lot by the preps, aka Tiffany and Lindsay. My best friends name is Tiffany Sexton. She's like my sister, in fact we tell people we are sisters. Anyways, tomorrow is the first day of school and I'm a nervous wreck. I go to Westside High School. I'm so not ready for this.
-skips to in the morning-
"Kelly wake up!" My twin Layla says.
"I'm up Layla!" I scream. I roll over and set on the side of the bed. I go to my closet and pick out my pierce the veil band t-shirt and my ripped black skinny jeans with my combat boots. After I get dressed I start to do my hair and make up. Most girls go all out for the first day but I don't think it's anything to go all out for. I just straighten my hair and put on my foundation, eyeliner, and mascara. Once I finish I head downstairs for breakfast. " Morning honey." my mom says. "Morning mom." I say kissing her on the cheek. After breakfast I look trough my purse to make sure u have my phone and my inhaler. Oh yeah did I forget to mention I have BAD asthma? It's bad and I hate it. It keeps me from doing a lot of stuff. Once me and Layla are ready we head out the door for the bus. Well, let's get today over with.
"First period I have math, what about you?" I ask Tiffany.
"Same bitchhh." She says back.
"We better hurry, I don't wanna be late on the first day." I say.
"Kelly we all know you would skip if you could." she laughs.
"Oh shut up." I say laughing.
On the way to math class I notice a boy with pink hair walking towards me. It's a new face, a cute face I might add.
"Who's the new kid tiff?" I ask.
"That's Michael. Michael Clifford, he's a bad ass." She tells me.
You see he's cute but I can't fall. To me all love does is hurt and break people. Yet he seems interesting.
"Hey sexy." he says to me.
"Um hey?" I say confused. Why would he be talking to me of all the girls?
"I'm Michael and you are?" He asks.
"I'm Kelly. Kelly Winter." I tell him.
"I'll see you around Kelly, I gotta get to class." He tells me walking away.
"See you around!" I tell him.
This school year might not be that bad after all..

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