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chapter 1

|Rosie|

I hit my small hand on my alarm clock and jump out of bed. I'm happy, like every morning. I don't know why. My school life sucks. I get bullied. Enough said. And I like am in love with my bully, Harry Styles. His chestnut curls, those emerald orbs. His deep laugh, and his deep raspy voice. But all that I'm in love with.

I get in the shower and wash my body, not my hair. I step out and pull my hair out of its bed head ponytail. I pull my long blonde hair into a messy bun and put my big glasses on. I step into a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and put on a floral tank top and tuck it in.

I must be in a really good mood. Cause I'm singing, and humming a bit. I only do that when I'm really happy.

"Love, it's time for school. I have a bagel and fruit for you." My mom yells from downstairs.

I sing as a jog down the stairs. I stop half way, I forgot my bracelets. Yes, when I get bullied extremely I cut. And last time was two days ago. I've cut so much, I've gone over scars. But I started doing it on my leg. It's nothing I'm proud of. But it makes me feel better. I don't know why.

I jog down the stairs yet again and check my phone. "Mom I gotta go. Ill take the bagel. Love you." I kiss her cheek and head out the door to my car.

As I pull into school I see a parking place. I speed to get it. Harry Styles wants it. He can have it. I slowly pull and get one. Next to him. I look down, I hope he doesn't see me.

Too late. "Oh if it isn't the fat ass." I hear is voice come from behind me.

"Come here." I keep walking. A firm grip comes upon my wrist. Talk about pain. "I told you to come here." Harry seethes through his teeth. "I'm s..sorry." I look down. I hear the sound of his hand on my skin, I after feel a stinging sensation come upon my cheek. No one is here to even help, arses.

As he walks off and I see my wrist, a bright red. It hurt like a bit- hurts like really bad. Cursing isn't necessarily my thing. I say shit, that's it.

I walk to my locker and grab powder, I can't have a hand mark

on my cheek. Off to English.

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The bell rings and I go to History. My last class of the day. I'm already done with everything. I mean all the class work. Except the last project. Civil War. Mr. C said, 'you gotta have a partner. It's quite a big task.' I roll my eyes at that. I can finish that stuff in one weeks time. That's how long we have.

"Alrighty lets get partners." I sit reading my book, Between Shades Of Gray. It's a truly good book, about a girl who gets separated from her father and the Soviets are taking over-

"Miss. Trent! I like that your reading but now isn't a good time." Mr. C. says with a chuckle. I groan and roll my eyes. I close my book and try my hardest to pay attention.

"Like I was sayin', you partners I will give you after I tell you the directions. First you need..." I zone out. I have an 105% in this class. I'm good.

I hear my name and look up. "Rosie, you'll be paired up with, lets see." looking at the back of the class. I see Thalia, Harry and Peter.

I hate Peter. Enough said.

"Ah, Harry you'll be Rosie's partner." I groan, at the same time he does. I really wanted Thalia. She's nice.

He slams his stuff down and I scoot away. He obviously doesn't want me near him. I'm a dirty slut to him.

|Harry|

As I slam my stuff down by Rosie she scoots over. It kinda hurt me.

"So are you gonna work at my place or yours?" I ask. Shes not even looking at me. I don't blame her.

I'm an ass. She won't even look at me. And her hazel eyes are amazing.

"It's alright i'll do the work. You can hang out with your friends and all." She scoots away more. I'm defiantly an ass to her. She did nothing to me. I like her and I did every thing to her.

"I wanna do some work Rosie, I'm your partner." I tell her.

Her bracelets slip and you can see tons of cuts on her wrist. She moves them back up and looks at me. Making sure I don't see. But now I know I fucked up. Big time.

"Lets go to yours? My house is getting painted." I lie. I just can't take her to my house. I mean every time I bring a girl over to study mum thinks she might be my girl friend.

"Alright." She whispers right after the bell rings. She jumps up and is out of the door right away.

I follow her. And Peter shows up by my side. He's an ass. "Hey, I'm sorry man. You got stuck with Rosie. But it's pretty funny." He slings his arm around my shoulder. I push it off.

"Peter, why?" I ask. A bit annoyed at his presence. "Why what?" he chuckles. "Why do we hurt Rosie. I mean she never did anything to us, and she used to be your friend you told me once." his eyes widen, he stops. "How the fuck did you know that!" he shoves me a bit."You told me when you got drunk at Travis's party."

He looks at me," I told her I had feeling for her, and she didn't feel the same, and I got violent. And now she wears glasses." I look at him confused. "I pushed her too hard. No big deal. She doesn't seem to care. She always in a good mood. So us bulling her doesn't both her." He shrugs and walks off. I grab his shoulder.

"I'm done." He chuckles. "And what are you done with? Alice, good I heard she fucks well. Thought I'd give her a try when you guys are done." I shove him some. "First, I never went out with Alice. My mum and hers are friends and they came for dinner. And we hang out." I'm getting pissed. Very pissed. "Second, I'm not gonna be a complete ass like you and I'm gonna stop the idiotic action of helping you bully Rosie. She is a sweet, happy, and giving girl. I'm done with you. Go ahead and bully me. Even punch me now. Go on." I shove him.

He does nothing but push past me. I know him too well. He gets weak when you say something and he knows he's wrong.

I hear a loud bang against metal and run around the corner and see crowds of people not even noticing Peter in the middle." Slut. Go die in a hole." I run and see him kick Rosie in the stomach I'm so far away. He slams her into the locker, her head hitting metal, I force my legs to go faster. When I get there and see Rosie. Her hair slowly getting red. I punch Peter directly in his nose. He stumbles and I hit him repeatedly. After he's on the floor I run to Rosie.

"Rosie, Love can you hear me?" I see tears fall down her face as I pick her up.

"It hurt so bad." Her hold on my shirt tightens. Her nails feel as if they are bound to sink into my shirt and claw my skin. I run to my car and hit the gas, her in the back seat her head in Her hands that lay on her knees, sobbing. So i force my car to go 10x faster.

As I burst through the doors nurses stand and look at me, and rush to assist Rosie. I lay her on a bed. Her sobs slow, her small hand never leaves mine as they give her meds to sedate her.

I remove her glasses, she's even more astonishing. I take all her jewelry, as I take the bracelets off her wrist it hurts me to know I caused this.

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Otay, a lot happens in this first chapter. I mean a lot. But it's the first chapter. I need to make it interesting.