~Kat's POV~
Everyday. I go through the same thing. Arguing. Fighting. Beating. I can't take it anymore. Is this all worth it in the end?
"Kat come on it's time to go sweetie" my mom made us move to Atlanta, Georgia over the summer because people were after me at school. Always bullying and putting their two sense in. Oh well. I got use to it. I lived in Texas.
"Kat come on you're gonna be late on your first day." My mom yelled out.
"Wouldn't want that to happen" I say sarcastically. "It isn't gonna be that bad" she says this all the time. I started walking out the door.
I walk in the doors and everyone stares at me. I covered my face with my hair and and walked through that halls. I walked into my first class. History. Everyone looks. I sit in the back. And of course the teacher has to point out that I'm the only new person this year. The whole class looks at me. "How old are you anyways, 10?" Some guy said. I thought to myself. Here it goes. The bullying starts. "Hey come on give her a break" I looked up to see who said it only to see a guy with flawless brown hair and then my eyes met his. Crystal blue ocean eyes. I quickly look back down at the paper that had been put on my desk and continued hiding my face.
