The Bad Boy And Me

Chapter 1

"Isabelle hurry up"
I heard my mom yell just as I went into the bathroom to do my makeup.
"I just finished my makeup I'm on my way down." I yelled.
I walked downstairs just in time to see a really cute emo guy walk towards my new school.
I run and grab my bag then i run to the car.
"I won't be home after you down school so you have to walk home" I hear my mom say as I'm getting out of the car to go to my first class.
"Okay bye" I say as i close the car door.
I walk to my firstclass and as I walk in I see the cute emo guy that I saw that morning.
"You must be Isabelle" the teacher says.
I reply saying "yes i am Isabelle."
"Your seat is right beside Alex" She's says as she points to the seat beside the cute emo guy.
I walk over to my seat and as I sit down I hear a voice coming from beside me mumbling "I fucking hate this teacher this is going to be the worst year ever."
I look over and it's Alex and I say "I can hear what your saying."
He replied by saying "Does it look like I fucking care?"
I look away as I'm shaking my head.
About 2 hours later period 1 and 2 are finished.
I hear the bell ring for brake and as I walk outside to have a smoke (Yes she smokes btw she also Emo) I see Alex and he was having a smoke to.
"Aww fuck i forgot my lighter" he says as he turns to walk to the door.
"Here you can use my lighter." I say to him as he turns back to see me leaning agenst the wall having my smoke. He walks over and i hand him the lighter he says "Thanks."
I ask "You wanna meet back here again tomorrow for a smoke?"
"Yea sure I guess" I hear him reply.
We walk to class and we walk in to the class just as the bell rang.
About 3 hours later schools over so i walk home and i run into these girls who walked over to me and started saying stuff like "You think I'm ugly look at this one", "What's wrong with her she looks so messed up", and "she's useless why doesn't she just go die now."
I just walk home and as soon as i got home i got a glass Jones bottle and brought it outside and broke it.
I walk inside with a piece of broken glass and I started cutting i just couldn't take it i needed pain to get my emotions out.
As soon as i cut all up my arm and i was bleeding a decent amount I went and cleaned up the glass and i went upstairs and went to bed.