The Girl With Scars

Chapter 1

I walked into school with my head down. I can do this. I just need to get through one more year of this hell called school and then I am free. Free to do what I want, with who I want. And once I turn 18, in about 9 months time, I can leave Hamilton for good. I already transferred out of my old school, so no one in Hamilton High will know who I am, which is just how I like it. Right now, I am the new girl no one pays attention to, I am the girl in the corner of the room. All I have to do is keep it that way, make sure no one knows me and then I am gone, I am out of here and I will leave my old life behind completely. Some people would say I already left my old life behind, but I wouldn't consider moving one hours away from Toronto and living in Hamilton starting over exactly. Plus, living with my barely there Aunt whom I have never met in my previous life doesn't quiet help me forget my past either.

I look down at my registration sheet and then back up to the row of lockers in front of me. If only I could find number 2108, then I could throw my shit in it and get to my first class- biology. I just can't wait to learn about life. Oh wait, I can wait. In fact, why don't I just skip the class? Oh yeah, I can't skip because I would get in so much shit if I skipped by the lady who claims to be my aunt. Aunt Beatrice, or Aunt Bitch as I like to call her, thinks that she can just walk into my life after everything that happened to me over the past 17 and a bit years that I have been alive and act like we have been best friends since day one. Day one technically being about 1 month ago, seeing how that is the first time I even met her. Anyways, at least I got a place to crash, right?

Finally, I find locker number 2108 and I throw my stuff into it, all the while grabbing my heavy ass textbook for bio. I look at the clock. 8:57. Great, I now have all of 3 minutes to get to class before I am late. I can't be late because then who knows what Aunt Bitch would do to me.

I start to do a mix between running and jogging while trying to look at my schedule to find the room number for my bio class. I am just about at my first period room when I run smack dab into what feels like a brick wall. I fall onto the ground, wind knocked out of me, gasping for air, when I look up at the wall I ran into. That supposed wall is definitely NOT a wall though. In fact, it is a hot guy, with brown hair so dark it was almost black, and I am assuming that he also has a six pack. I mean, it felt like I ran into a WALL, so he must be pretty blessed in the abs department.

Mr. Six Pack is all of the sudden at eye level with me, (did I mention he is insanely tall, like 6'5" at least?) and then he is grabbing at my hands. And then I hear the bell ring. Shit.

"Get your hands off me dumb ass." I say as I push him away.

"Wow, okay. I'm sorry I knocked you over. I was just trying to help." he says somewhat defensively.

"Yeah well I think you have done enough. You just made me late. Now get your fucking hands off of me." I say angrily. I am so dead. I am already about 5 minutes late to my first class on my first day of school. Aunt Bitch is going to kill me for sure.

"Okay, that was uncalled for. Lets start over. My name is Kaden. And you are?"

"None of your business. Now move out of my way ass hat." I try to push past him, but he won't budge.

"No." Kaden says firmly with a smug look on his face.

"What do you mean, no? Move out of my way so I can get to class."

"No. I am not going to move until you tell me what your problem is. I said I was sorry for knocking you over and tried to help you up. In my defense, you were the one who ran into me, but I still apologized and was a gentlemen to you. Now here you are, cursing your head off at me, and you don't even know me. I don't even know you. Now tell me your name and maybe I will let you get to class."

I generally stop listening to people after about 5 seconds of them talking, which is probably why I fail at school, so I was surprised that I managed to actually listen to everything Kaden just said in his annoying rant. But just because I actually listened for once in my life doesn't mean that I am going to do what he said. I could tell that Kaden wasn't going to let me go without getting a name, so I decided to tell him the first one that came to mind. "Alexia, my name is Alexia. Are you happy now?"

"Very." Kaden slyly replied, a smirk now forming on his face. "Now run along to class, Lexi." He wiggled his fingers at me and then I flipped him off.

Looking at the clock, I was now officially 10 minutes late to class, and I was very pissed off. I reached for the doorknob to my bio class when a hand grabbed mine.

"Looks like we have first period together, Lexi." Kaden winked at me and then walked into class. I stood outside the door for a couple seconds, and the walked into class. This was going to be a long year.

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If You are reading this then I am assuming you read my first chapter. I hoped you liked it and I would appreciate it if you commented on my story. Do You like Jade or Kaden? This story is going to have lots of attitude and bickering back and fourth like you saw in this chapter, and eventually you will get to understand where some of this anger comes from for both Jade and Kaden.

I hope you liked this chapter and continue to read my story. (I don't know when I will publish the next part but for now, enjoy this chapter!)

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