Ashlynn POV
My alarm clock is blaring breaking my not so peaceful sleep. I swing my hand down, silencing it. I sigh, know I have to get up and go through another day. I slide out of bed and trudge over to my full length mirror.
I looked into the mirror in disgust. Im the ugliest most putrid thing to ever walk the earth. I examine myself head to toe. I'm horizontally challenged. I'm only 5' 3" and Im fricken 17 years old. I look like a middle schooler. My dark brown is disrupted by my sun bleached brown highlights. My hair is down past my shoulders and falls around my lower back. My eyes are a boring generic brown color and there is nothing special about my face. Along with being short, i was not blessed with boobs, which increases my middle school looking body even more. And one top of it -- Im a fat whale. My legs are huge and fat. My stomach is covered in rolls and my arms jiggle at the slightest movement. And Im covered in scars. Not caused by others, they are all my fault. I have been self harming myself for years now. It's just one of my escape from this world.
I look down at my phone and see the time. Shit, Ill be late if i dont get ready.
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I walk downstairs. I grab my lunch bag and Invader Zim backpack. Im about to walk out the door when my step mom calls out. "Ashlynn!" She yells with annoyance in her voice. I roll my eyes to myself. My dad married this bitch 3 years and she hasn't grown fond of me. She hates me and I know that. She has told me enough times for it to sink in. I look back at her, waiting for her to continue. "Your dad and I are going out tonight to dinner and a concert. We are staying the night up at the harbor. I'll see you tomorrow, so if you need anything call your Grandmom or something." I smile to myself excited that Ill have the house to myself tonight. Before I can reply, she walks out leaving me.
I walk out the door and head for my car. It's a 1967 Ford F-150. I've always wanted one and when I could drive and I had saved up enough money I bought myself one. I jump in, throwing my book bag and lunch on to the floor of my truck.
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A/N
Hey guess, this is the first chapter of my new book. I'm trying to come up with a good title to use so if you have any ideas please comment. so right now im using an old title of a book i never wrote.
I'll be putting up a second chapter later today.
Please let me know if I should write more or not. let me know your opinion im still new to writing so let me know your opinion.
I love you guys!!
=^.^= Lara :)
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Teen FictionAshlynn is a depressed 17 year old who is having a rough time. But when she meets Ethan ... Things change