Jamie Hanna's POV
*beep! beep! beep!*
Don't you just love that sound of your annoying alarm calling for you to get ready for hell?
I get up like any other day turning off my clock and head to my washroom to brush my teeth and get dressed.
I wore a black t-shirt with rips all over and some black ripped jeans.
I checked the fridge to see if there was anything to eat for breakfast.
Usually I'd find nothing but leftover pizza or plain old cereal. Today was one of those days.
I grabbed a juice box and my bag and headed out to a day in hell.
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I walk into the hell hole infested with hormones. I was about to open my locker when a group of guys cheer and run into me.
"Ugh." I say as I getting up from the ground.
Great way to start a Monday off! No breakfast, and I get run over by a group of guys!
The group of guys continued without a care of what just happened. I gather my stuff and head to first period.
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Lunch was finally here. My friends were all at a soccer tournament. Now I'm stuck here all alone.
I head to one of the tables and sit down with no lunch because I forgot to pack one.
I look around the cafeteria and lock eyes with a guy that looked oddly familiar.
Grayson Dolan.
The guy every girl drools over. Yuck. I was the only girl who hasn't been drooling over Dolan and his brother.
He makes his way over to me, and sits down in front of me.
This isn't going to end well.
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