Betrayal [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My name is Ashley, Ashley Accola. I am 17 years old and I go to tenth grade. I live in a small and rich neighbourhood in Florida. I am rich, but I am not someone who shows of my money, well my parents' money. I hate that kind of people that show off, that do everything for attention.

My high school life has been a nightmare so far and I couldn't manage to wake up yet. I am not like every student. I don't have friends, they all wanted to keep distance from me and I have no idea why. Last year we were pretty close, but they began pushing me away and I just let them. I am not that kind of person that can react to bullies or rude people. I am too nice and still am. I think that if I am nice to someone or help them out I can make friends, but apparently I can't.

Most people have crush on someone or feel attracted to someone, and yes I am that kind of person. But I haven't told anyone who it is. Not even my old-best friend. People don't know me, even if we are close friends I keep things from you. Things about me that I'd rather keep a secret. A secret is something that no one knows. If I tell someone they'll just blurt it out like it has no meaning.

My crush is on the one and only; Liam Payne. He is good looking, handsome, caring(sometimes) and he lives next door. He looks like a bad boy I read about in books. The kind of person I always wanted to be with. He is one of the popular people in school. He plays in the football team. He has the perfect high school life. Good grades, just like me. Rich parents, just like mine. Living the teenage life, that I only could dream off.

I am not popular, nor have thousands of people around me. I am that kind of person in the shadow, that gets forgotten by her friends, that gets left out of all kind of things and the person who doesn't show off. I don't wear to tight clothes. I don't show off my boobs, like so many girls do to get the attention of boys.

I am just me.

Lots of people have seen me and noticed me in this school, but none of them have talked to me, except my bullies. Yes, I get bullied. By the other popular group. The kind of people who look hot, that think they're perfect, that don't give a shit about school and just do what they want. Sleep around with girls for a one night thing. My whole high school life, I have been bullied. Each day I hear a rude comment about me. Each day, I get stressed and each day I get annoyed, but I can't do a thing about it.

Why?

I am too sweet and too nice to people who deserve nothing but despise.

You may think why do teachers do nothing about it? Not all teachers care and students don't always listen to teachers. They continue doing what they want. My parents have no idea. They are busy, making to much money. They are both workaholics. I am always home alone. I don't have a someone in my house cleaning or making special food, I have learned to that and my parents and I want as much privacy as we can get. My dad is some computer freak. He made tons of sites and my mother is a nurse. My dad deserves enough money for even my grand children, but my mom refuses to stop working. She wants to know the meaning of money, by working her ass of for it. She would get too bored if she stayed home all day and that is true.

Another day that will give me reasons to leave this life. I open the school door to smell the horrible scent of sweat mixed with tears. The sound of freshmen running everywhere and the sound and I see the horrible attitude of Dana, the head cheerleader. She used to be in the popular group with Liam and the others, but she joined the other group, the group my bullies.

I walk over to my locker and grab my books for the whole day. I never come early to school. I always get here three minutes before the first period. I park in the back of the parking lot so no one see me outside or notice my car. I seriously don't want to get any attention nor I want my car to be broken.