Bound

Chapter 1

Chapter One

Nicole Winters' Pov.

Walking to the school, I could tell that today was not going to be my day. There seemed to be something in the air that alerted me of the day ahead. I sighed thinking of what was to come. I'm sure that whatever it was, it couldn't have made my day any worst then it was already, no thanks to my mom. For anyone who said that love was unconditionally, clearly hadn't meet my mom. She didn't have a single motherly bone in her body. She seemed to always find something about me to complain about. Either I wasn't dress the way that she liked, or my hair wasn't 'perfectly' styled, or I in general was not the daughter that she'd hoped I'd be.

It use to be my goal in life to please her in any way that I could, but after a few years of steady doing things the wrong way, I had just given up and started to do my own thing. And that in general didn't seat to well with her. So now I was just a shame to her.

I let out another sigh as a gust of cold wind blew. I pulled my coat tighter to me and trudged along quickly, trying to get to school.

'School.'

Now there was the topping to my cake. If there was a place that I hated more than my own home, then that place was it. It was filled with nothing, but stuck up Barbie's and want to be Ken dolls. And let's not forget the weed-heads, and soon to be baby mamas.

I swear that if I could just somehow skip the next year of my life and hurry up and get the hell out of this hell whole, than I would be happy.

But unfortunately, that was impossible. There was no way to speed up this process, and I was stuck here.

There was nothing about about Moonstone, that I enjoyed. I had a mother that hated me, no friends, and a school that was out to make my life worse than hell itself.

Approaching the school, I made my way into the huge building and made my way to my locker. I made it to my locker and quickly put the combination. Opening it up and taking off my jacket and shoving it in the locker, I couldn't help but to hear the sound of giggling girls next to me. I rolled my eyes and continued to get my things from my locker. I just wanted to leave this town. I already knew what was going to come out of today.

Closing my locker I begin to make my way to my class. But as I was turning the corner I bumped into Ashley Queens, one of the so called 'mean girls' of the school. She turned around and with a look of disgust she turned her nose up at me. She was wearing some tight skinny jeans and a very expensive white whiter. Her dark hair was hair was style to perfection and she had a bunch of make-up on covering that evil face of hers.

She looked at me and released a sigh. "Well if it isn't my favorite freak." She said taking a step closer to me.

I stared at her and crossed my arms.

"You know I was just talking about you, and here you are." She said widening her smile, "What did I tell you Karen, speak of a bitch and she will come." She laughed, turning her slightly to the left looking at Karen, who smiled back at her. I looked over at Karen and noticed the girl glare at me. I took her in, noticing the way the hall light hit her dark skin, and the way her eyes narrowed. You know how you read that all mean girls where the same, well Karen and Ashley were not. There was mean, and then there was terrifyingly cruel. And Karen was that. She was way worse than Ashley when it came to certain things, and when it came to me she was cruel.

It didn't matter how well these two girls terrified me, I did what I always did, and I stood my ground.

After seventeen years of dealing with the two, there was nothing that they could do to make me even more afraid of them.