A totally none cliche love story

Introduction

WARNING: this is not some cheesy cliche love story. This shit it real life. Real life: where you don't just stumble upon cute boys in cute places; where they don't leave you a dozen roses at your front door; where they don't fight of your evil ex to prove their love to you.

This is a motherfucking, real life love story. My love story. When does this realistic love story start, you ask? April 2016. My first day of my new high school. If you think it's turning into some stereotypical love story, you're completely wrong. For those who want to know why i got kicked out my old school, it's because i punched Brooke Winfield; the queen bitch of my old school. Unfortunately for me, her father was the principal of the school and expelled me. So now i'm in this hellhole. One of the worst schools in the city.

Now, you probably want to know who I am? I'm Chloe Hill. I'm a black belt in martial arts and an excellent boxer. My father was a cop and died when I was nine. My mom remarried to some jerk, who brought along his stupid son, Jason. Sadly, my step-brother is in the same year as me and now we were going to the same school, as if it wasn't bad enough we had to live in the same house together. Jason is a total man-whore and a troublemaker, he always brings girls over to make out and other activities. My mom is always working, while my stepdad is blasting the sports channel on ten times to load. To escape this madhouse i isolate myself in my room and watch the best and most funniest T.V show ever: Brooklyn nine nine.