Chapter 1

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*Skylar's POV*

I woke up one morning and looked at my window, it was so bright outside. I closed my blind and slowly started getting out of bed.

I then heard my moms voice calling me from downstairs

"Sky it's time for breakfast" she said

"I'm coming!"

I quickly got dressed, did my hair and went downstairs to have my breakfast. And with that my daily routine had began.

I put on my jacket getting ready to leave for school just like almost every other morning. I was just like every other teenager I hated school but there was always something that kept me going. Jake Martin.

He was one of the schools athletic soccer players A.K.A the boy that sits in front of me in French class.

So back to reality I left my house and started walking to school. Tired and cold I banged on the door hoping someone would come and open it.

"Hello? Can someone open the door" I said

And soon enough someone came it was the janitor

"Your going to have to sneak in again the principal is checking" he said

"Okay I'll try and keep quiet" just as I had said that I felt a tap on my shoulder. I was scared to turn around thinking it was my principal, but I heard a familiar voice say quietly

" Hey what are you doing?"

It was him

"Oh.. um well we have to keep quiet the apparently the principal is checking" I said

"So you sneaked in I see" He said with a smirk

"Pretty bad girl thing to do for a good girl like you"

We both laughed quietly and headed up the stairs, I was just a little bit behind him

" Here I'll get the door" He said as he held the door for me. I got butterflies

"Thanks" I said then we both entered the class together, everyone was already standing for the national anthem.

I looked over to my friends and they all raised there eyebrows at us I was so embarrassed. I could feel my face heat up.

But I mean who could blame me for falling for a guy like him. Funny, Nice and a Gentlemen.

But when I turned around the next thing I saw just tore me up. It felt like a needle poking at my heart over and over again.

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