Cut Deep

Chapter 1

Great. I walk into school and everyone gawks at me. Can't they shut their stupid mouths? I should explain. I'm Elena. This is sophomore year. Last year I was head of the cheer squad, gorgeous, and I had amazing grades. I had things happen to me that no one knows about. My brother beat the shit out of me and I had to lie about it. I was raped and I told two people and suddenly the whole school knows I slept with someone. They didn't know the details though. Soon after, a rumor started that I was pregnant with the guys kid. The thing is, he was 18.

That's when I started cutting. My close friends knew. After I got into a fight, I was suspended for 2 weeks. Then I was sent to a mental institution. They finally declared me mentally stable in July. When I came home I changed. I sold all my clothes and started over. I wore dark and sometimes revealing clothing. I dyed my hair a dark brown. I got multiple piercings including my belly button and nose. I became muscular, in a good way. Plus I tanned. So this was a shock to everyone I knew. I hadn't had any contact over the summer.

"Elena? Is that you?" God! Why did I even become a cheerleader? Emily, bitch number one, is an awful person. Not to mention she's the one who ratted her brother and I out. She's just jealous cause he's the lead quarterback for our team.

"Duh. Why do you ask?"

"You can't be on the team with those piercings." She looked at me disgusted.

"Of course I can't. I'm the one that made that rule. And that's why I'm not joining the squad this year."

"Why?! You're our captain and the best backspot."

"Because I'm tired of bitches like you ruining my life." Now to go to my locker. Luckily it's in a corner.

As I walked by everyone, they gasped. Apparently this is surprising.

"Whore..." Ah hell no. Not this year.

"Go the fuck away Zack."

"I see you've changed. How was your visit with the crazy people?"

"Go fuck yourself."

"Mmm, tempting but no thanks."

He's my ex boyfriend. I dumped his sarcastic ass to date someone much better. Plus he doesn't live in the same excuse of a town that I do. First hour is history. Same as last year. Such a stupid class.

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Likey? This is actually based on my life and crap I dream about. Please comment and like.