Just For A Perfect Life

Chapter 1

Hey! This is my first book hope u guyz like it!!!

"Anne!!Anne!!! wake up!!! Already" My mother shouted from the kitchen. No teenager wakes up so soon there are still hours left in school but then again this was my life's story...misery.

I went downstairs. Our new house rather an old creaky building was in suburbs of the city. It was even worse than the one we had before in another city. We had to move here because things were getting even more out of hands.

I sleepy went to the kitchen. "Honey! I am going to work, clean up and unpack a bit" My mom said to me. She is the best ever and my only family left. 

"Mom today is the first day of school, I will leave early, you know it's pretty far away and I have to walk. I would unpack as much as I can."

My mom stroked my cheek, her eyes were sad" I am sorry. I am doing all that I can. I wish I could give you a normal life like all teenagers" She was on the verge of tears.

Since dad went to jail for being involved in a major case of attempted murder, our conditions were getting worse each day. On top of this my brother didn't even support us, he followed dad's steps and got involved with gangs, leaving us to deal with our problems. After all this humiliation my mom and I thought moving away was the best solution. Every one hated us and even called us names. We were really poor there was hardly any money for food and our basic needs

I hoped for things to get better.

I looked into my mom's eyes and assured her confidently " Mom we will be alright, don't worry".

I turned around just in time before I started crying AGAIN. I did not want mom to get worried. 

My mom left for work and I cleaned up a bit then I changed in my jeans which were too tight now and getting short also. Nothing is as bad as your jeans a bit above ankles. So I figured I would fold them and make a Capri out of them. Smart, well that's what I mostly did. Then I pulled my new shirt, mom brought from one of the sales since I was in serious need of clothes. I pulled on my sneakers and went off to a long walk to school.

Guess these sneakers won't last long.

I jogged, ran , walked to school just to make it before the bell rang. I underestimated the distance it was a hell long walk. I ran around the place like crazy getting schedules, finding locker and stuff. Then I ran off for my first class. I was late.

As soon as I entered all the heads turned to me. I even heard someone whistling at the back. At my old school however much a guy wanted to go out with me he could not. His parents and the 'society' would kill him me being the daughter of 'you know who'. 

I shook off the thoughts, things were different now and looked up at a typical math teacher who said to me,kindly"Please introduce yourself".

I cleared my throat "Ummm...hi everyone. I am Anne Spencer, I just moved here and ...that's it". I was trembling like hell. All eyes were on me. 

The teacher added a question I was expecting" Why did you move?" 

Although I had it figured out but still it gave me chills. I was expecting this from every teacher. My past was too embarassing. So I lied and for every lie I had to tell many more lies.

"It's because my mother had a transfer here"

Please tell me to sit, please!!! I silently begged.

"Since it's the first day and everyone is settling in so why not make Anne settle in". 

Shoot

That was the last thing I wanted. I moved my eyes surveying the class when they landed on beautiful blue, calm eyes. Sitting in Armani shirt was a guy with big muscles and a strong built. But that was not the attraction nor was the fact that he was bound to be rich but the way he looked at me and the air around him.

"Miss Spencer if you are out of your fantasy and are done staring at Mr. Davis "

I felt my cheeks burning from embarrassment I qickly moved my eyes away from him "Tell us what job your mother has and what does your father do and all that" 

I felt like choking I had no words...I had thought a introduction is supposed to be small then you move on but NO this stupid teacher wanted to KNOW me.

I would never forgive him.

"ummm ok" But I could not tell the truth I will have no chance with 'Mr.Davis '

then and I do not want a ruined reputation here. " My dad is no more in this world " Ironically thinking, he wasn't "Its just me and my mom live together so... Mr. Clark I am sorry but I am pretty tired because of shifting can I sit....may be we can have this later"

I looked hopefully at my teacher it was true though I was tired.Glad I managed to remember his name. First days are worst. 

"Very well you can sit you do sound pretty rough"He said kindly.

Uffff thank you!!!!I sighed in relief and slumped at the back seat, wanting to just hide away. Yes, First days are that bad, no friends, awkward smiles, long introductions and stupid questions. 

Ok that's it..it's my first so plz tell me if it's Good or not. 

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