The Hate Notebook

Prologue

Since wattpad won't let me write down the cast,  i don't know why? I'll just write it here

Nina Dobrev as Quinn Fanning

Taylor lautner as Simon Perry

Dean Geyer as Max Connery

Logan Lerman as Luke Figglehorn

Leighton Meester as Mavis Lively (Not a celebrity) As Johnathon 

 I would really appreciate if you guys would vote or comment! This is not edited so if there are any wrong grammar or spelling mistakes! So sorry! J HAPPY READING! J

P.S On the side is QUINN! :) -->

x2 P.S So sorry for my cover! I just don't know how to make a good one. Heeeelp??? :(( 

                                                                       PROLOGUE               

It was 2:32 pm on my watch that I bought at K-Mart for 14 bucks. I opened my bedroom window as I clung on to a tree branch while Arianna and Brittany  were waiting impatiently for me in their truck. 

“Wait! Hold on.” I whispered, as I jumped 6 feet off the tree and on to the ground. I ran towards her truck until I tripped on my shoelaces.  

“Quinn is so freaking slow.” I heard Arianna say to Brittany.

“I know right. This goody two shoes like her. I don’t think she’ll enjoy at the club.” Brittany responded as she chuckled.

As I got up I opened the car door and bounced on Arianna’s leather seat.

“I heard that!” I said as I made sure nothing fell out of my sling bag.

“Good, because you better not tell. Remember last time you snuck out?” Arianna asked as she drove off.

“OMG. Yeah! Madison is still mad at you about that.” Brittany added.

“Oh, come on. At least she got out of the hospital this month.” I said. We were on our way to a nightclub 30 miles away from my village. It’s a 21 and up club and I’m only 17. Speaking of which, “Do you have the fake ID’s?” I asked them.

“Yep. Check it out. Your name is Ja-lo lo-jogs.” Brittany said as she handed me the fake ID. I stared at the name that sort of sounded like Jennifer Lopez.

“Why is it Jalo lo-jogs?” I asked gauchely.

“look at mine!” Arianna said ignoring my question as she passed me hers.

It read Amanda Bones. Then I read Brittany’s. It said Lindsey Zahon. Couldn’t they think of any name that wasn’t already taken by women half of America already know?

I rubbed my hands together to create friction, the windows were rolled down so it felt like 0 degrees out.

“You really think this is a good idea?” I asked unsteadily.

Arianna looked at me through her rearview mirror as she scoffed. “Dude, if you wanna bail. No one’s stopping you. Brittany and I could enjoy the time of our lives without you.”

I guess she had a point. “I know you guys have done this a lot of times. But, aren’t you a least bit scared that the bouncer realizes that you change your name’s every month?” I asked.

“Quinn. Quinn. Quinn.” Brittany said slowly. “What are you so afraid of? That you’re going to get caught? That you’re going to go jail for being under aged and having a fake ID? That-That your Parents are going to find out you sneak out every night to go to places you’re not supposed to? That when your Dad finds out he’s going to hit you hard in places, and your mom’s going to ship you off to boarding school? And…” Arianna slapped Brittany on her lap so she would stop talking. “Sorry.” Brittany apologized.

That was exactly what I was afraid of. Stupid Brittany reminding me.

“Don’t worry girl. You are not going to get caught. More importantly, you’re not going to boarding school.” Arianna trundled her eyes.  

“Are you scared?” Brittany asked me teasingly with a leer.

No way. I’m not scared. I’m spontaneous remember? My parents aren’t going to scare me this time. I don’t care if the old hag’s going to send me to boarding school, which I highly doubt. She’s just trying to scare me like she always tries to do.

“Drive faster. I can’t wait to arrive.” I alleged as I squealed like a little girl going to an amusement park for the first time.

“WOOOH!” I screamed in exhilaration out the window as I felt the wind blowing in my face.

Arianna chortled with one hand on the wheel, and the other dangling outside the window. “Let’s not get too carried away—okay Fanning?”

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