Chapter 1 - New Girl
• Hey guys, this is my first ever story, I know it will be CRAP and VERY SHORT but hope you guys enjoy it! •
Annie's P.O.V
You know that feeling when your going up a roller coaster really slow, and you like 'obviously there's a big drop, I'm used to it', but when you actually get to that point where there's a second before you drop, you get a werid feeling in your stomach?
Yeh. That's how I feel right now.
Being the new kid isn't easy. Especially if your classed as an emo/Goth.
I'm not one of those things, but I can call myself classy. My usual look would be black ripped jeans, flannel, or a black tank top with some vans or doc martens. Just because I wear black doesn't mean I'm a Goth or emo.
Right now I'm walking round school in my flannel, ripped jeans and a pair of vans trying to work out which way I was supposed to be going.
'Aha, math' I said to myself.
I walked to room 203 to find the rest of my fellow mathmaticians.
I'm not very smart, but you can't call me dumb. 2 reasons.
1. I'm not dumb
2. I will punch you in the face
Yeh, I'm kind of a daddy's girl. My dad tought me to punch, kick. Really anything that keeps me safe in a situation were someone is trying to avenge me. Here, I'll give you an example - if you take my food. No one messes with my food. Even if you're my family. Do not touc-
"Ahem." A loud voice from the other side of the room deafened my ears.
I looked up to see the entire class looking at me, some snickering with their friends.
"Sorry, sir , what did you ask me?" I replied, clearly not knowing what was going on.
"Once you have done talking to yourself about food, you're welcome to introduce yourself to the rest of the class." He muttered, looking as if he didn't really care if I introduced myself.
Some of the class snickered again, but I walked over to the front of the classroom ready to introduce myself.
"Hi, my name's Annie. I'm 16. And, uh, I'm in your class"
Again, the class snickered.
I began to make my way to my seat, where my grumpy old shit teacher pointed to at the end of my glorious speech. I sat down, an empty seat beside me.
"Okay class, turn to page 32 and do the work. Make sure you work with your partner." He announced.
I turned to the girl next to me, but she was already chatting away with the girl next to her. I raised my hand, waving it about, hoping he would actually see it through his 2" thick glasses.
"Yes, Annabelle?"
"My name's Annie, sir" I grumbled. Only Rhys got to call me that.
"Whatever. What do you want?" He muttered. I was clearly on the bad side of him.
"Well, as you, uh, see here, I have no, um, partner?" It came out more like a question.
He lowered his glasses to his nose, peering his eyes at the seat next to me. Is it really that hard to see that there is no one there?
"Excuse me?"
Oh shit. Did I say that outlout?
"Yes, you did, madame. Maybe I'd be able to see better if someone was sat there, don't you agree? I'll see you there tonight, 3:15pm. Your detention will last 1 hour. Be there, otherwise you will get a 2 hour tommorow."
This time, I decided to keep my mouth shut.
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The bell rang, indicating the end of math.
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