Dominantly yours?

Chapter 1✨

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Would I ever be important to someone? Would anyone notice me? These are the questions that are running through my head while I'm preparing myself for my new school. It isn't like I have a choice considering that my mother is stubborn as hell. But I didn't  argue about it, I barely had friends at my old school. There was only a few student who actually spoke to me at my old school. Those who were interested in me  only wanted to have sex. I could see through their smooth words.

"HONESTY!" said my mom, "You have to hurry your going to be late."

As her voice brought me back to reality. I quickly got dressed in a crop top and tight fitted jeans that Hugged my curves in all the right places. I smiled, I actually look okay. I ran to the bathroom to brush my teeth and slip my flats while I hurriedly ran down the stairs toward my mom.

"Honesty, honey what takes you so long? I literally been waiting for hours now." I roll my eyes at her exaggerating. I took less than 10 minutes.

Butterflies settle in my stomach, as I think about my day at school. I'm definitely not excited. Do I really have to go today? I think, but I only say. "I didn't sleep well late last night... maybe I would have slept better if we were in our old home."

My mom sighed as if she had heard this a million times before. Which, I only asked her about 10 times to be exact. We moved because she got a new job offer. I'm not sure why she accepted, it's not like her new job is better than the last ." I told you honey I had no other choice but to come here and there isn't anything you or I can do and this conversation is over."

I just sigh and walk out to the car, not bothering to check if she's behind me or not. I sit in the car watching as buildings and trees pass, I can't help but to wonder what would this school be like? Or the students aggravating and snotty like my old school? Would I have friends?

As we pull into the parking lot, I look around to observe for myself. There's not really anything special. Students are clustered in groups talking anxiously and nervously... probably first day of school nerves. I don't really know what I'm looking for. Maybe this is going to be like one of those cliché stories when the mean girls come and try to go control everyone or-

"Honesty, sweetie we're here are you ready?" That's the question I have been dreading. Am I ready to accept this. My new life? Would I be accepted here?

"Ready as ever, mom." I say.

"Well in that case go get 'em tiger"