Emo and the Hottie

PROLOGUE

Piper Harris is my name.

I'm 16 and already leaving school.

Ok, well I'm moving to a new school in Manchester but as if that's going to be any different.

My thoughts trailed off when I face planted the floor

"Get up Emo girl. Stop playing dead." A male's voice cooed

I looked up to see Michael, my ex. I used to get called bimbo and dumb because of my blonde hair, so I died my hair black because being called Emo is much better than being called dumb.

I mumbled a quick sorry and picked myself up, before scurrying off home.

When I got home I turned on Jeremy Kyle and pigged out on crisps and chocolate.

I love my mum and dad, even my annoying little sister. I just don't love me. I don't think I'm ugly, I just can't be happy with being me anymore.

*Two Day's Later*

All our items were packed and we were leaving! I stuck a finger up at passers by and shouted "ASSHOLES" elderly people glared at me whilst fellow school mates swore back at me. Idiots. I live in a small community so everyone know's everyone.

"Piper! Stop using bad language around Millie." My mum scolded me whilst my dad just winked at me. You can probably tell that I'm a daddy's girl.

"Yah Piper. Mummy doesn't like bad words. But I am a good girl and never say that" My little sister Millie said whilst beaming at my Mum.

I rolled my eyes and settled down for the 4 hour drive ahead of us...