A/N: YUP! This is my first story. Sorry it it isn't perfect. Enjoy!x
I woke up feeling like crap, nothing new. I opened my eyes to be greeted by the brightest thing in the world.
WHAT?!!! IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD ALREADY?!!
Oh, It's just the sunligh. Boo. I was never a morning person.
I sighed and walked into my en-suite bathroom. I looked at the reflection in the mirror.
Why am I so ugly? Why can't I be like other girls?! I thought.
I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower. When I was done, I walked towards my closet and picked a random top with jeans. I made sure that the top covered my wrists, incase any of my cuts show. I put on my Converse and walked towards the kitchen, where my Grandma usually is.
I greeted Grandma and put on a fake smile, but she wouldn't know it was fake, I was a pro at faking smiles. I had breakfast then headed to school, also known as a hellhole. I hate that place, the girls are bitchy and the guys are self-centered.
I've never really had friends after what happened. I mean, who would want to talk to the mysterious girl who never speaks? Exactly. No one.
The events of my life changed my personality a lot. It was too much to take in.
I walked towards the school's hallway but got stopped by someone. When I turned around it was Stacy. Stacy and I never really "got along". She's the school's most popular girl. She's pretty, smart, and most importantly, slutty. No one dares speak to her in a bad way because she would literally ruin their lives.
That means I have nothing to lose, my life is already ruined.
I sighed. "What do you want, Stacy?" I said.
"Oh nothing, I just wanted to say hi" She said in an innocent voice that made me a 100% sure that she's lying.
"Cut the crap, Stacy, what do you want?" I hissed with venoum in my voice.
She glared at me and said "I just wanted to ask you if you ever go shopping? Cause your top is so last season."
I just walked away.
Unlike the others, who completely ignore me, Stacy never really leaves me alone.
Well, today is gonna be a long, long day.
I heard the bell signaling that the first class is about to stary. History, great. I sighed as I walked towards the class.
As Mr.Anderson started talking about some dude, I started daydreaming. Wondering what my life would be like if I was pretty. If I had parents. If I had friends. That life would be perfect, too bad in reality I'm an ugly potato.
The next class was Chemistry.
"You have to write a research paper about the Pascal Theory. You will work in pairs." Mrs.Gilbert announced. The whole class started whispering and choosing their pair, until Mrs.Gilbert spoke again "But, I will pick the pairs." The whole class groaned, Oh, great!
"Anna and Jason."
"Sara and Jake."
And so on.
"Kelly and Mason."
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. WHY HIM?
I just got picked with the school's most popular guy. THE MASON ALLEN.
A/N: And this is the end of this first chapter!! YAY I AM SO EXCITED!
So what do you think will Kelly do? Will she do the research paper alone or will she force Mason to work with her? Or will Mason WANT to work with her?
Will update soon!x
Bye!x
Ps: I know it's very short, I'm sorry! But I will try to write longer next time x
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