Capture It.

---------Prologue--------

If I had a chance to the hand on the clock backwards to the day my world came crashing down; I wouldn't take it.

Because sometimes bad things happen for a reason we can't explain and I'm okay with that. But it still doesn't stop my heart from hurting every time it beats, It didn't keep those friends that brightened my day, It didn't keep my life from living life it should've been.

Walking down the hollowed halls of hell, I made my way down to my locker, Ignoring those fleeting stares that makes me want hide in  the shadows where nobody will find me. Yes, I was insecure and everyone knew that  and took every chance they can get to make me feel degraded. And I deserved it.

I sighed. High school is a right bitch.

I tugged my locker open and shuffled my way through the shelves. God, it was like a freaking jungle in there! 

Okay, gross is that chewing gum stuck  to the side of  my locker!

I did a manhunt for my precious camera. I will cry and pull my hair out till I was bald if I couldn't find it. I remember that time where I broke down and cried because I couldn't find  the lid to my lucky pen. 

My camera was being squashed by the big bully's; my chemistry books. Awe, the poor thing! 

Little squealish like giggles erupted near me and whispers made its way down the sea off student like  a Mexican wave.

And cue in the person the all been waiting for!

He strutted down, not paying attention to the people around as they separated for him. Isaac Dawson was the a Godsend for these people.

His brunette mop of hair was swept by wind, which is quite impossible because, you know, there's no gushing  wind inside.

I turned around and slammed my locker in frustration which made some people snap out of their daze. The corridor was so crowded that I was jammed into place and couldn't  get out. 

Pushing my way out through the narrow space, saying 'sorry' because I  was accidently stepping on everyones toes. Why, oh why do I have to go through the most awkward things?  

I  always felt claustaphobic  in tight space

I hated how much people paid attention for the most stupidest things in this world, I think they should pay attention to things that matter like how we do our art work or... or my photography work but no they just want hot girls and hot boys.

I snapped out of my daze and stared at the schools notorious golden boy, the way he strutted down the hall thinking everyone in this school loves him but no, not me.

Yes I admit he is good looking and all but I don't want anything to do with these idiotic people I mean I need to lay low, I don't want friends, boyfriend or anything to do with socializing, I'm not making the mistake I had made before I came to this stupid ass school. I mean why did my mother  even pick this freaking school, I rather be home schooled.

OK ok i will stop rambling, I'll finish this later ok *Mentally taps head* It's all in my head...

I heard someone clear their throat and me the stupid person I am looked up with a dull bored look face said "what!?" with a slight eyebrow raise, what can I can I say It's  not like i wanted to talk to this dude.

I looked up again and POOF the random dude was gone from my face, I sighed in relief that i didn't have to talk to the guy!

I mean I don't mind talking to people but that will get the way of what I'm focusing on. I am just not a talking, happy go lucky person, I will just look bored of talking talking to people every single bloody day.

Oh By the Way Im Nelly Saunders And I'm Not Every Other Geek alone Girl....

 .........................................................Read On To find Out What Happens My darlings =]

A/N

Okkokokokoko this is like  amazing i love this idea my sis gave and i want to dedicate it to her and The Book cover is ade by me and i if u want me to make guys it i will and i can send it by hotmail also known as outlook thanks!!!

I really hope you guys like this book and i  will let you know when the next update it!! <3<3<3<3<3<3

- Nadiya Allom :D