I wake up to the sound of my phone alarm going off. Time to prepare for the Hell away from my Hell life at home. I sit in the shadows until the school gates open and then I slip in in the shadows just to make sure no one sees me because the parking lot is already half full of cars. When I walk into the quad and everyone gets quiet and then they start whispering to their friends and I know what they are talking about: me.
"Whore"
"Slut"
"Loser"
"Emo bitch"
The names hit me like a truck that would hit an unseen deer. I wasn't looking at where I was going and I tripped on something and I went tumbling into someone's arms. I looked up to see who it was, and standing there was a very tall boy you have never seen in my life looking down at me with a ginormous smile on his face. Wait... Is he smiling at me?!
No one has smiled at me since I was just a child. I'd smile back but I'm sure that it'd look more like a grimace because I haven't smiled since my dad died when I was 6.
Then he opened his mouth.
"Hi! I'm Logan. I just moved here from Nevada and I was wondering if you could show me to my first class." He said with the perkiest, sexiest voice I have ever heard.
I was about to reply until I was pushed to the side and I turned to see who I was and I was the one and only... Sydney Harper.
"Hey Logan, I heard your new. I could show you around." She said in a seductive voice. She makes me sick. I slowly start inching away from them but then surprising me, Logan said, "Oh you don't have to, she's showing me around." He pointed over to me when he mentioned me.
When I look over at Sydney, she had a very shocked look on her face. The same look that I most likely wore on mine.
"WHAT?!?!" Sydney shrieks. NO ONE says no to her.. not once.
Logan just walks over to me, grabs my arm, and pulls me towards the double doors that lead to the main hallway. "Do you have your schedule yet?" I ask him.
"No... Where does the front office happen to be?" He asks and I point to the doors that we are coming up to. "Okay, that's good. No lets get me my schedule!"
God he's so perky.. He's so not gonna wanna be my friend by the end of the day.
Once he comes out of the office, he hands me his schedule and I notice that we have all of the same classes. "Um.. W-we ha-have all of the um.. same classes." I stutter. Way to go Alex.
"COOL!" He said all excitedly. He started to go to my left (his right) and I just clear my throat. He turns around and I point to the other direction. "Awhh, I knew that!"
Then we started walking to art... My favorite class because I don't have to talk and I just love drawing, and art in general. "So what's your name, girl I just met?" Logan asked, breaking me away from my thoughts.
"That ugly freak your with's name is Alex." Janny the 'princess' bitch said.
Logan's smile falls of his face and he's very silent for once. When we get to the art room no one was there so we walked in and went all the way to the back of the room... where I usually sit alone. But this time Logan sits down next to me.
'If today was your last day, tomorrow was too late, say goodbye to yesterday!' If Tomorrow Was Your Last Day played out of my phone. Wait... Thats the ringtone for my twin brother Mason! He's in a coma though, I haven't heard that ringtone in over three month. Is he finally awake? I hurriedly answered the phone.
"Hello? Alex?"
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