Beware Of The Goblins- A Jared Grace Love Story

Chapter 1

A/N: All of the outfits are made by me. Please do not copyright this book. Please and thank you. Enjoy!

Cassie's P.O.V.

I wake up around 5:30 from my stupid alarm clock. I turn it off and sit up in my bed. After about 3 minutes of being lazy, I finally drag myself out of bed and get in the shower. I then dry off and put on a gray sweater that says 'Punk', my favorite boot cut jeans, a gray beanie, and my tan UGGS. I grab my phone off the charger and put on my All Time Low braclet. I quickly look in the mirror and part my dark brown hair. I then run out my door downstairs to the kitchen and make some toast. My mum comes downstairs with a tired face.

"Morning mum!" I say happily.

"Morning sweets." She says tiredly.

"Do you want me to make you some toast too?" I ask.

"Uh.. no thanks. Thanks for the offer though." She says. She walks over to the coffe machine and starts to make some coffe.

"You're welcome! Can I have some coffe too?" I ask.

"Sure thing sweet pea." She said with a smile. After breakfast, heard the bus so I quickly gave my mum a kiss and ran out the door. I didn't get to say goodbye to dad because he was already at work. He works really early to avoid my mum then comes home around 9, eats dinner, then goes to sleep. I barely see him. And when he has days off, my mum and him fight usually. I heard them talking about a divorce too. And I thought school was bad enough.

*At School*

I walk in the school and start to walk to my locker. As I walk, I can hear all the names people call me as I pass.

"Ew! She's so discusting!"
"Slut"
"Bitch"
"Whore"
"Fat"
"Ugly"
"Useless"
"Worthless"
"Trash"
"Waste of space"
And many more.
As usual, I ignore it and walk to my locker. I then rush to my first class.

*After School*

I get off the bus and make my way to my door. I don't hear screaming and yelling, which is a good sign.

"Mom! I'm home!" I yell as I walk in.

"I'm in the living room!" She yells back. I walk to the living room and see my mum on the couch talking to someone on the phone. After a few minutes, she puts the phone down and looks at me.

"It was your grandma... she was just calling so say hi." Mum says slightly nervous, even though I know she's lying.

"You don't have to lie to me mum. I know what's happening." I say, tears brimming my eye.

"I know... look, I'm very sorry sweetie. It's just... things, aren't working out as well as I hoped." She tells me. I nod.

"I'm just gonna...uh...go to my room." I say, with my head down as I get up and run to my room. I shut the door and lay on my bed. I grab my speakers and plug in my phone, blasting 'Backseat Serenade' by All Time Low. I start to sing along to the lyrics:

Lazy lover
Find a place for me again
You felt it once before
I know you did
I could see it

Whiskey Princess
Drink me under, pull me in
You had me at come over boy
I need a friend
I understand

Backseat serenade
Dizzy hurricane
Oh god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the sweat away
To your radio

Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
Oh god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the pain away
To your radio