Anna your ugly.
Anna your fat.
Anna your worthless.
Anna your a whore.
Anna nobody will ever love you.
Anna you should die.
I'm so sick of my name! The only time someone uses my name is to say something bad about me. Honestly if it wasn't for everyone telling me I was ugly, I would actually feel as beautiful as very few people say I am. You've heard of Danielle Peazer right? I have her curly hair. Literally my hair is all tight curls. Hard to straighten too. It takes forever.
The reason I know who Danielle Peazer is because she is my idol. I love dancing. I was dancing until my parents died and I couldn't dance anymore. The stupid orphanage couldn't afford it.
Getting to a point that I didn't know I had. Molly. The biggest a-hole out of everyone I've ever met. She is totally a suck up, and the "mom" of this place (Nicole), is in love with her. So pretty much Molly gets anything she wants and can get me in trouble with a blink of an eye. Even if I did nothing at all.
She is a prick and she hates me as much as I hate her. Even worse. I have to share a room with the woman! Yea she's a year older than I am. I'm 13 she's 14. That doesn't give her a right to be a jerk to me.
You'd think I would be used to it by now. Well I'm not and I'll never get used to it. You can't get used to pure hate. Well some people can. Not me though.
"Hey Whore." Molly strut like she was everything, as always, and stopped. "That rhymed."
"Actually it didn't." I retort.
Molly was a red-head. But, I thought that it was blondes that were stupid. Well I guess my theory was indeed wrong.
"Shut up. Don't back talk me." Molly growled, narrowing her eyes at me.
"Your not my mother." I snap slamming my book closed. My parents are a touchy subject.
"At least I have a mother." Molly brags.
"Techinically you don't. Nicole is only 18. She would have to have been only 4 years old if she had you. It's humanly impossible to have a child at age 4." I explain.
Did I mention that I was born very smart? I don't think I did. Well I guess I got it from some ansestors because my brain functions almost like an mature adult. I probably would have more a fun persona if I could actually have fun.
"I hate your guts Anna!" Molly shouted.
"Feeling's mutual." I rolled my eyes opened my book back up.
"You don't hate me. You probably want to be me." Molly shouted. I guess all the noise got a lot of peoples attention.
I don't know what happened but, something snapped in me. I didn't care who heard me.
"Listen Molly. And listen close. If you were in my shoes you'd be crying yourself to sleep every night. You would hate yourself. I bet your father didn't abuse you when you were 9 years old, and only did it when your mother was gone. You didn't almost get raped by your own father just to have your mother come in and kill him, just to turn around and kill herself 2 weeks later! You didn't get stuck with a dumb red head! I WOULD RATHER BE HOW I AM NOW THEN BE SOME TWO-FACED, RED-HEADED, FAKE BITCH!" My voice grew louder and louder as I was know barely inches from a wide-eyed Molly.
"If anyone needs a life. It's you." I growl, my body trembling from anger.
I flicked her nose before shoving past a bunch of un-familiar people, down the stairs and out of the orphanage. I sat down on the steps and pulled my knees close to me, staring blankly at nothing in paticular.
The orphanage door opened and I heard it shut gently, before someone sat down next to me. The smell of colonge lingered around my nose. It smelled good.
"Hey. Are you okay?" The person asked.
I didn't say a word. I'd rather cool down before I say something that I will regret. I don't think I've ever been this mad in my life. And I hope I never will again.
"I'm fine." I reply quietly not facing the person.
"I'm Zayn." He said but it sounded more like, 'Zein'.
"Annabelle. But, everyone calls me Anna." I say.
"Are you from Bradford?" Zayn asked causing my head to snap to him.
"How'd you know?" I question.
Zayn wasn't exactly bad looking but, I knew he was way older. Looked to be maybe around 19 or 20. His jet black hair was ruffled up from where he constantly ran his hands through it. The gage in his ear was definitely fake. His had white teeth and tanned skin.
"Because I'm from Bradford." He smiles softly.
"Your gage is fake." I state.
"No, there real." Zayn protests.
"Your ear would be stretched." I sigh, leaning my head back on the wall and closing my eyes.
"You never answered my question from earlier." Zayn quickly changes the subject.
"What question?" I asked my eyes remaining closed.
It wasn't really hot out today or cold. I don't know maybe around 60 degrees outside. When the wind blows it does get a little chili. It could be coulder. and I just jinxed myself because the wind the gusted giving me goosebumps.
"You know what question." He rolls his and then says, "Are you cold?"
"I'm fine." I mumbled answering both questions.
"Your cold, here." Zayn takes of his black zip-up jumper and pushed it to me.
He was wearing just a short sleeved shirt. I stared at him like he was crazy and threw the jumper back at him just to have it thrown back.
"No." I groan and wrap it around his face.
"Well then." Zayn pulls the jumper from his face and grinned evily. "Hard way it is."
It took me a second before my eyes widened and I started running. He was catching up fast and I realised I was at a dead end. It was between people taking pictures and Zayn tackling me. He tickled and forced the jumper on my body and zipped it up.
"Your jumper's warm." I smiled as Zayn helped me up and we returned to our own spots.
"You sure that your not cold?" I ask starting to un-zip the jumper.
Zayn grabbed my hand and answers, "I have enough meet on me to stay warm."
"Zayn!" A voice startled us both causing my hand to fly to my chest.
"What Louis. You scared the crap out of us." Zayn growled.
"GUES WHAT! GUESS WHAT!" The boy, Louis, hopped around.
"What." Zayn answers calmy.
"We're adopted you." Louis cheers sitting down next to me.
What.
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Hello people who may be reading this. Um I changed the story around because I didn't like it as this one.
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