Chapter 1

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Lena's POV

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"Ugh, Why does it have to be school now!!" I said to myself.

I take a shower then I get dressed into this. (black shirt that says '2 words, 1 finger.', ripped up shorts, skull backpack, picky lipstick, sky blue nail polish that look like cat claws, black all-stars;high tops, phone case, and eye makeup (she has hazel eyes))

    I hurried out the door before my parents saw me. I grabbed my keys and left to my car. While I was driving to school I saw Michael like right in time to pick on me.

"What's wrong Lena, you look like you fell off a tree and messed your face up." Michael says it like a smart-ass.

While all his friends just laugh I find the 'joke lame as fuck but if those little idiots think they can get to me they have a another coming at them.

    "Fuck you Michael and your stupid ass joke." I said and walked away with a smirk on my face.

That got him kinda pissed like usual that he ran after me, smacked me and he said, " Don't you ever say that again bitch!!"

All I did was try to walk away like normal.

The next thing I know he grabbed my arm and he threw me in the locker room when no one was in there and he tried to start to make-out with me. He was holding me tight I didn't even know what was going on really. Once I got loose I ran as fast as I could to my next class, I snuck in without interrupting the teacher or the class. I took my notes and oddly I didn't see Michael for the rest of the day probably just smoking pot and selling drugs. I got back into my car and drove home while on the drive I saw Michael and he smiled at me like something was going on.

I turned my car off went inside and yelled, "Mom, Dad I'm home!"

    I ran to my room threw my backpack onto the ground and put on music.

While I was jamming out to All Time Low my mom knocked on the door and walked in, she sat on my bed and patted down on it for me, I turned my music down just a notch so I could concentrate on her.

She says to me, "Honey, we are going out tonight," I gave her a confused look, "to meet up with some family friends and their son," Oh great another meeting that you want me to be in, "so dear could you get ready and please wear something nicer than what you are wearing now, we are leaving in 3 hours."

"But who is this family?" I asked.

"Dear don't worry about it, it's gonna be perfect!" She said in a excited tone then left my room.

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