Chapter 1

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CAUTION. Has vulgar language. If you are not mature enough to deal with It. Leave now. But I can't tell you what to do..Go ahead.

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*Buzzing*

"Uhh..?" I groaned. I could barely see where I was. My eyes were still trying to open. They were closed shut. I opened them slowly and all I could see was my alarm right next to my bed. "8:45" was the only thing that I could process.

"Shit." I didn't realise it was so late. All I knew was that I'm late for school and that I'm lying on the floor. Must of fell off. That didn't matter now. All that mattered was that I was dressed and out of the door in the next 10 minutes.

I pushed myself off the floor and rushed over to my closet. To the success of my searching, I found  a pair of black skinny jeans and an aqua blouse. I slipped on black converse and made my way to my car. My car wasn't anything special; just a Mustang from 2010.

I opened the back door and threw in my black leather jacket and purse. I wasn't really good with driving but this would have to do.

When I got to school, I saw everyone; teachers, cool kids, chess nerds, cheerleaders, stoners and then there's my friends. My friends are the party , freaky, helpful, and awesome people. They're the type who go with the flow. Just let shit happen.

"Hey gorgeous. Get your ass over here!" It was my friend Bridget. She knew all my secrets. Secrets about me, my obsessions, just everything.

"Skylar, Babe. Come on. We need to go." That was Andy; my gay best friend. All of my friends started yelling for me to go over to them. I was too busy thinking about this year. My last year of high school. Wow time flew by.

Andy came over to me and kissed my forehead. "Hey Andy." I said politely.

We all had first period together. The four of us, including Emelia, my older sister, and twenty other students. We had a big school. I mean like Amaury Park wasn't a small area. But who could blame them. We have a nice town filled with 'special' people.

I gulped. Grabbing Andy's hand, we all walked to English.

"Don't worry little sis. It'll be fine."

"Even though I'm a year younger than you, we're still in the same grade. I'm not little okay?"She nodded with a grin on her face.

When we got to class, Ms.Achia was standing up talking to one of the new people. In the back there were couples making out. They didn't care if people saw them. Just wanted to make out.. I guess.

We all took out seats, waiting for Ms.Achia to start her lesson. It seemed quiet now. Everyone was in their seat. No problems. There was one seat left. I knew at any moment someone would be coming through that door.

"Hello students. I'm Ms.Ach-"

She was cut off by the door opening quickly. I knew it. There was the mystery person, showing up late. He took a few steps, then stopped in the doorway.

There stood Ty Rodriguez. Great. Just had to be him. Let me just say that he gets a new girlfriend each week and who knows what they do behind the lockers. Kind of like a man-whore.

"Take a seat..uh..what's your name?" Asked Ms.Achia

"It's Ty. Ty Rodriguez."

"Hello Ty, and everyone else. Sit next to Skylar, Ty."

As he walked over to the seat beside me, I could see him glaring at me. He looked so disgusting. Having his shirt unbuttoned where you could see his chest. He had sex hair. Figures. We all knew he was like that. Letting all the girls lust over him while he just breaks their hearts.

He sat down and turned to me swiftly.

"Hey Skylar." Ty greeted me with a smirk.

Oh my God. I couldn't believe it. The man whore was actually talking to me. Oh golly. Pssh as if I wanted him to.

"Hi Ty. What do you want?" I didn't like that fact that I was even talking to him. But just as I said that, he got closer. Close enough where he could kiss me.

"Isn't it obvious? I like you Sky." He whispered.

"Oh cut the crap Ty. You've never liked me. So just leave me alone. I don't need or want your pity." I snapped

As soon as I said that, he smiled and just turned away. Wouldn't it seem like I rejected him? Whatever. He was lying anyways.

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