Chapter 1

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Zoey's P.O.V

I wake up in a cold sweat. 'Another nightmare...'  I sigh and look at my phone '5:57am' 'I guess I should get up now so I can leave before mom wakes up.' I get out of bed and quietly go to the bathroom so I can shower. I take a quick shower, wash my hair, my body, and shaved. Then I got out, wrapped the towel around my small figure, and made my way back to my room.

I look in my closet and pick out my outfit. It was really simple, just a black tank top and my distressed black jeans. I get dressed and go over to my desk and get my brush, hair dryer, flat iron, and make up bag. Then I take all of my things and go to my mirror that's hanging on my wall. I quickly blow dry my raven black hair and straighten it. I brush it out then do my makeup. I always go light on the makeup, some black eyeliner and mascara is all I wear.

I look at my phone '6:55am' 'Shit!' My mom wakes up around seven and my bus leaves at seven-fourteen, so if I wanted to get out of the house before my mom wakes up so I don't miss the bus and end up late for school... I had to leave now.

I quickly put on two socks and my black high tops, throw on my dark gray zip up jacket, and sling my backpack over my shoulder. I put in my ear buds and I'm out the door with two minutes to spare. I let out a sigh and make my way to the bus stop.

When I arrive there's already a bunch of teenagers waiting for the bus. I just stay in the background listening to 'LA Devotee' by Panic! At The Disco. I see the bus pull up and quickly find a seat by my self. I hate having to sit by other people and they hate sitting by me so it's a win win.
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We finally arrive at the highschool. Everyone files out of the bus and makes their way to either their friends or their lockers. I go to my locker and get the things I'll need for my first class, which was science with Mr. Olson. Definitely not my favorite class, Mr. Olson is a total douch bag. I grab my science book, notebook, and my lucky pencil then I plan on heading to the library, but I guess Blake had other plans. Blake is my very possessive and controlling boyfriend, but he also makes me feel loved so that's why I stay with him. No it's not a healthy relationship, but I don't live a healthy life so what the hell, right?

Blake stops me before I can even leave my locker. "Hey babe." I just give a cricked smile and wave slightly, as my way of of saying hi. He frowns at my gesture. 'Fuck! I forgot he doesn't like it when I don't talk to him!'

"Zoey, what did I say about using your words?" He asks angrily

"I-I'm sorry Blake. I f-forgot..." I managed to squeak out.

"Then let's try this again." He brings back his smile he had on when he first approached me, "hey babe."

"Hi Blake." I say giving him a cricked smile again.

"Good girl." He pats my head then snakes his arm around my waist. He leads me to the front of the school where his friends were waiting for him.

He talks to his friends with his arm around my shoulders, as if to keep me from sneaking away. As if I'd do that, Blake is fucking terrifying when he's mad. No one really acknowledged my presence, which I was ok with. Then the bell rang, Blake's friends departed from us.

"Gotta go babe, see you at lunch." He kisses my forehead, then disappears in the crowd. I keep my head down as I make it to science, let my day in hell begin.
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I was writing down notes while Mr. Olson was giving his lecture on the Atomic Theory. This is the most boring class ever! Well.... make that second, history is the most boring class I have.

I was still scribbling notes on my paper and I didn't even realize the teacher was talking to me. That is until, he slammed his hand on my desk.

"Miss Holland, I asked you a question." I flinched a little and looked up at him. "Who came up with the Atomic Theory?"

"Uh-um..." The whole class was looking at me. I hate being in the spotlight! I take a deep breath and look at my notes, "John Dalton."

"Incorrect! It was John-" He pauses for a moment and clears his throat, " nevermind, you are correct." He walks back to the front of the class room and continues his lecture.
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Science passed by painfully slow. As soon as the five minute bell rung, I was out of my seat and heading out the door. I quickly made my way to my locker and got the things for my next class. 'Language arts... where is my language arts notebook?' I was looking frantically. I hate being late. 'Oh there it is!' I grab my notebook and head to my class.

I was almost there, when Faye and her minions Sage and Kelsie stop me.

"Where are you going?" Faye asks. I don't say anything, I just look down and try to step around them.

At first I thought it was working, then Kelsie stuck out her foot and I tripped. I fell on the hard floor, and the she devils giggled and walked away. I just grunt and sit up on my knees. I start gathering up my things when, the late bell rung. 'Great! Now I'm late for class.' I get to my feet and quickly get to class.

I slip in, unnoticed and make my way to my seat in the back. Everyone was reading a book, or at least pretending. I pull out my book 'Dark Matter' by Blake Crouch and begin to read.

About ten minutes later, Mr. Campbell calls for our attention and we all put away our books. Then he has us work on our assignment from yesterday.

It was really easy and I got done by the end of class. The bell rung and I handed in my paper as I walked out the door. Now I was off to lunch.

I hurry and make my way to my locker and see Blake waiting for me. I was really nervous, but I didn't show it. I've gotten good at hiding my emotions over the years.

"Hey babe."  He side steps so I can get in my locker.

"Hi Blake." I open my locker.

"Grab your things, we're skipping the rest of the day." I just look at him with a blank expression. He rolls his eyes and grabs my back pack.

He hands it to me and shuts my locker, "c'mon." He grabs my hand and pulls me out of the school and to his car. He hops in the driver's seat and I get in the passenger's side.

He pulls out of the parking lot and speeds down the road. I have no idea where we're going, but I don't dare ask. We soon pull up to his house, it looked empty. He takes the key out of the ignition and gets out. I follow him to the door and he leads me inside.

As soon as I shut the door, he has me pinned to it and forcefully kisses me. I drop my bag. 'Oh shit, no!'

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