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Ch. 1: Heroes are cliché

"BEEP" " BEEP" "BEE-" I cut off my alarm from ringing by slamming my hand on it. A sigh leaves my lips while I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, eventually getting up.

I head into my bathroom turning the knob making the cold water rush down. I wash my face and teeth stripping my clothes off to take a shower.

I get out of the shower wrapping a towel around my body and hair going into my closet. I racked over my few clothes deciding on wearing some high waisted shorts and white shirt with horizontal lines. I get dressed letting the towel on my head drop to the floor running my fingers through it. I grab my glasses from my night stand slipping them up my nose.

After that I grab my backpack and rush downstairs as quietly as possible as not to wake up my parents.

When I get to the last step i sigh in relief still looking down at the ground.

I look up and whimper, seeing my father towering over me, glaring.

"Did you really think you could get out of this house without me knowing?" asked my father ever so calmly the alcohol evident on his breath. I stay quiet.

"Answer me you bitch!" he shouted and I simply shake my head. "Cats got your tongue?"

"no..." I say barely audible. "Good girl." He slaps me right across the face grabbing me by my hair as he opens the door and kicks me down to the ground, "Go make some money you whore." He laughs deeply slamming the door behind him.

I get up from the ground and dust off my pants adjusting my bag over my shoulder.

It's like this everyday, sometimes if I'm lucky he's passed out on the couch so i'm able to sneak out.

I drag my feet on the ground as I walk down the street seeing the school in view.

As I step foot on school grounds everything turns from chatting and shouting to complete silence.

I see the usual group of girls making their way to me. I try to run to my homeroom class but Cindy catches me by my hair pulling on it.

"Where do you think you're going?" She snickers as I look at her crayon raped face. I wiggled and kicked freeing myself taking off to my homeroom class and collapsing on the first seat I saw which happened to be the one right in front of the teachers desk.

The bell rings and the students come piling in.

Mrs.Wright walks in the class and speaks up "Good morning" her perky voice said as she set down a stack of papers down on her desk.

"Good morning" I answer back smiling. She looks down at me and smiles back.

"Annabelle," She says my name simply turning back to the whole class.

Me and Mrs.Wright are really close, she knows everything about my life from my dad and mom up to the bullying. She once asked to adopt me, but of course i refused, I don't need pity.

"I know it's Monday but I have a ton of work for you guys so let's get started," She handed me a paper making me read the big black letters at the top.

Popquiz

Great. I sigh as I grab my pencil writing down my name.

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The final bell rings and I gather my stuff quickly running out to the bus stop.

I sigh in relief when i see no one following, but again whimper for the second time today when i see the familiar group of kids running to me.

I freeze in place when i see them, i try moving my feet but i just wouldn't budge as if someone put cement to the bottom of my shoes.

As they reach me Cindy starts speaking. "There you are little bitch! I didn't get to slap you today," she slaps me right across the face where my father hit me this morning sending me back and onto the floor. I grabbed my cheek as I cried out in pain from the sting.

"Please no, I'll do anything," they burst out laughing at my pathetic pleading. "How pathetic can you be? you're just a worthless little bitch. No one will ever care about you." Josh says making my heart ache.

Not because of what he's saying but because he's saying it. Out of all people the only person that could make those kinda've words hurt is him and only him.

He spits in my face making them all laugh, which I guess he liked the idea of causing their laughter as he continued with the show kicking me square in the stomach.

I groan clutching my stomach, he was to do it again when all of a sudden we hear a husky english accent speak.

"Do it again, I dare you."

They look up to see who it was before running off.

I weakly try to get up succeeding at my attemptions.

As I looked up all i saw was a tall blurry figure and the next thing I know i blacked out.

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Hey guys! This is my first time ever to write a book so i hope it's not completly terrible, GAWH! I actually don't even know why i started to write this... i should probably delete it and get it over with.

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