The perfect disaster

Authors note.

this is my first time writing a story so be honest and tell me how it is because i want to please my readers. :) please vote and comment! so without any further due, heres the first chapter! Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes!

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I woke up that morning, tired, just like any other day. I yawned and stretched just as a quiver ran down my back. Goose bumps covered my skin as I realized that the heater had broke down again.

My mom yelled up the stairs pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Ashli! Get up Hun! Time for school!"

I moaned...oh yeah, first day of school today...

Normally I'd be exited but since me and my family had just moved from New York to some town in Canada called Watsberk. With a population of about 3000 people. This was just great.

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I pulled on my grey ripped skinny jeans, threw on my white tank top with a plain black sweater, brushed my long brown hair to perfection, applied make up, and brushed my teeth.

I stared at myself in the mirror. Almost torn apart by the sadness you could see in this girls bright green eyes. The fake smile, and the tan skin. People had told me .mI was beautiful. But I disgusted myself.

Their was nothing I hated more then the girl staring back at me in the mirror.

I stomped down the stairs into the kitchen, and grabbed a piece of toast.

I was almost out the door when mom stopped me dead in my tracks.

"you know, you don't look 14. My baby girl is just growing up so fast!"

"Yeah whatever." i mutterd. Before she could respond I walked out the door.

I wasnt ready to forgive her for making me move here just yet. We didn't even have a good reason to move here. I could handle the bullies. But my parents couldn't. I was okay being called a cutter, emo, attention whore.

As I walked down the street towards the bus stop, I thought. It's the beginning of grade 9, my first day meant everything. And I had decided to wear this?! I suppose I was some kind of stupid.

Jamming out to some music on my phone I realized that the bus was almost 10 minuets late.

I had barley acknowledge my fellow students at the bus stop. Now that I looked around, they all seemed content in their clusters of friends. This must be a tight knit town.

And then I saw him.

I don't know what attracted me to him, but I felt a pull. My conscience urged me to go greet him. But I kept myself together, and just stood their.

I think he felt my eyes blazing into his back. He was even attractive from the back! Everything in me wanted him to turn around. But as soon as he turned around, I turned away.

I felt my face go red and I nervously pulled on the coller of my sweater when I heard foot steps coming towards me. Afraid to turn around, I tried to walk away.

The first step I tried to take I felt someone grab my shoulder. Instant tingles spread through my body. I so badly wanted it to be him but I also wanted it to be anybody else.

As my captivator spun me around I bit my lip, hoping for the best. Opening y eyes I tried to keep my cool, but I couldn't help let out a gasp. Trying to collect air I realized the smile that was on my face. And quickly restored my cool.Until We made eye contact. Then I lost all control.