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BREE's P.O.V:
I grabbed my black combat boots from my wardrobe and tiptoed downstairs ensuring I made no noise. I feared the pain that would greet me if they were to hear me.
I held back a gasp as I heard the gentle chatter of my so called family but that gave me all the more motivation to leave the daunting memories and fears of the house.
They weren't my real family. My mum had married again after my dad died but only months later I had walked into the most devastating day of my existence. 8 years ago today my mother had hung lifelessly from the mezzanine in our room.
I half back my tears and concentrated on my anger for her leaving me with these vile people.
Slowly I creaked open the door and stepped into the chilling air of the winter morning. The dew glistened off of the gorgeous fresh grass, I loved the outside, the overwhelming scent of nature.
I shut the door and sat beneath it to tie up my shoes, my fingers struggling as they were frozen numb by the winter temperatures. I let the Cold winds envelop me, fresh and wide awake I began my slow walk to school, a smile sprung upon my face.
I loved school, it was my escape where no one talked to me, no one could hurt me and I was safe. The only thought that taunted me was the thought of returning home but I couldn't think of that right now.
I entered the double doors, the general school chatter meeting my ears and just like usual I walked to my first class and was about to take my seat in the back just as I had done every day since arriving at this place.
However, something was wrong.
Instead of my eye meeting my own empty seat they met the eye of another person. A guy.
My glare pierced through his soul as he had the nerve to smile at me but not willing for a fight I did not ask, I simply moved across the room and continued to glare.
After listening to Mr Gerald's waffle on for another hour the bell finally lets out its ring that signalled the end of class and I made my way out towards the door.
As I walked to my locker in my dream state I was quickly knocked out of it by what I believed to be a brick wall.
I fell back struggling to keep my balance as I felt a strong, warm arm grasp my waist preventing me from falling down.
Tingles spread through me where his arm touched me and a shocked expression flew across his face but he quickly hid this. Flustered, I removed his arm blowing a strand of hair out of my face only to meet the eyes of the one and only Theo Xavier Malone. Aka the seat stealer.
My glare deepened as he chuckled to himself, but I simply turned on my heel and walked in the opposite direction.
"Oi... Oi"
Heavy footsteps followed me but I ignored them and before I knew it, he stood before me leaving me nowhere to go.
"What's your name?"
Once again I glared but this time, I rolled my eyes and answered him "Bree."
"So Bree I just wanted to..." but the bell rung like a shattering glass and before he could realise what had happened I turned on my heel and ran, not liking how much pleasure I got just from talking to him.
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So this is my first ever book, I'll try to update regularly and I know I currently have no readers but I hope that will change and I hope that anyone who does read it enjoys it.
Next chapter will be in Theo's point of view.
All chapters will remain unedited for now.Any comments or advice would be greatly appreciated as I'm not an experienced writer and would really benefit from any constructive criticisms x

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