Chapter One

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Authors Note: Hey I'm not sure how this whole thing works but I enjoy using my imagination and I thought why not write a story. My friend gave me loads of ideas and helped me come up with a good plot line. I'm excited to share my stories with the world so here goes.please don't judge too quickly the beginning sucks trust me I know but after the first two chapters I promise it gets way better.

Bing* Bing* Bing*

Damn it. I'm late on my first day. I quickly find my way to first hour.

I should probably tell you now I'm not like most people. I have medium length black hair with bright purple tips. I've dyed my hair so many times I can't remember my natural hair color. I'm wearing black ripped skinny jeans, a white T-shirt, black hoodie, and convers. I also have in purple contacts with eyeliner.

I scowl as I walk in to class. The teacher, Mr. Drazna, looks at me with wise eyes. I'm sure I look like a phyco murderer. Considering no one here looks anything like the way I do.

Mr. Drazna clears his throat. "You must be Sennett Barrens. Go ahead and tell us a bit about your self." He said with a sarcastic tone.

I move my eyes back and forth between him and the class. "Can I just sit down?"

A couple kids near the front row gasp.

Mr.Draznas eyes turn cold, "Excuse me?"

"I asked you if I could just sit."

"Listen here boy. If I yell you to do something in this class you better do it. Now tell us about yourself."

"Fine, My names Sennett Barrens and I like music." Then I start walking to the back corner and sit in the empty chair.

Once Mr. Drazna gets started with the lesson the girl in front of me turned around.

She pushes her chest out. She giggles,"You know, it was kinda hot how you stood up to the teacher like that."

This chick is an obvious slut. She's wearing a low cut shirt with her stomach showing. Her makeup is terrible, she looks like a racoon, why girls want to look like that I don't know.  She not my type, actually no girls are my type. I'm a men only type, but I'm not telling this girl.

"Can you leave me the fuck alone, thanks."

Her eyebrows furrow in confusion. I guess shes not be used to rejection.

"What, I know you want me. Come on don't be shy." She places her hand on my knee under the desk. I jerk it away in discust.

"Don't touch meslut. I don't want you."

She's instantly infuriated. She finally turns around and leaves me alone for the rest of class. Once class is over and I'm headed to my next class the girl and one of her friends show up.

"Hey you! Anna tell me why you called my best friend a slut?" Jeez this girl isn't pretty either.

I just ignore them and start walking again.

The girl from class shoves me. "Excuse me, are you deaf or something she asked you a question." She says pointing to her blonde friend.

He growls inside my head. Thank god only I can hear him. I continue walking.

"What the fuck! Come on Katherine let's go, I can't stand this freak." They walk off rushing out their chest, flipping their hair, and swaying their hips.

'Good ridance' he sighs and fades back into the darkness. I need to keep him under control.

Through out the day l sit through my lessons not really paying atention. I keep thinking about getting out of this hell hole. I haven't really met anyone who seemed really interesting.

Until walk in to my sixth hour...........

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 19, 2015 ⏰

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