Shattered

Chapter 1: Last Day Of School

Katherine's POV:

"Runaways were the long lost children running to the end of the world" My alarm

went off waking me up from my amazing dream. I was just about to kiss Tate, the coolest,

hottest guy at Carmicle High. Ugh why did my stupid alarm go off? I got up and started

getting dressed. All year I have been unnoticed and ignored. Today will be different! It's my

last day of senior year and I plan to go out with a BANG! I put on my black crop top that

says 'fuck you' and my super short booty shorts with my fishnets underneath. I put on my

black boots and start on my hair and make-up. I did a smokey eye with wings and light pink

lip gloss, and curl my hair. I look at myself once more approvingly and walk out to my car.

~Skip car ride~ I hop out of my convertible and grab my bag out of the back. I walk into the

doors to cat calls and heads turning to look at me. Yes I know I look fine but I still felt self

conscious. I pulled my croptop a little bit and kept walking. I got to my locker and smile at

the reactions I received. I open my locker and get the last of my stuff out. I go to close my

locker as a figure towers over me I look up to see a smiling Tate Evan Jamison. "Hey Kat."

He said in his low dark voice. I tried my best not to stutter "H-hey Tate." Shit! I stuttered

anyway he must think i'm pathetic! "Whats with the outfit change?" He said. Okay so either

he didn't catch me stutter or he is ignoring it."I couldn't look hideous on our last day of high

school now could I." I said trying to be cool. He chuckles "You could never be hideous." When

he said that my heart flipped. Was he flirting? No he couldn't be. "Awe thanks hun." The bell

rung and we both headed to class. "Alright class" the english teacher Mrs.Nolan said. "I

know it's the last day but I just got word of a writing contest!" She said full of excitement.

"You write a fictional story about your favorite band and the winner gets to meet that band

and go on tour with them!" She smiled at the class as she said that she finally had my

attention. "The rough drafts are due into this email by next week." I smile to myself and start writing my fan-fiction. Of course I write mine about 5 Seconds Of Summer because their

music is my life. It was a fairly easy assignment to be honest I finished fairly early before the

bell rung. I walked out and decided to add more to it anyway. I don't expect to win, I just

like to write. The rest of the day went by pretty fast, the final bell rings and I walk out

running into someone dropping all my stuff. "Shit I am so sorry." I say looking up hearing a

low chuckle. "It's okay beautiful." he said "Tate hey!" I say fixing my outfit and standing up.

"I am so sorry I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking." I said tucking a piece of

my blonde hair behind my ear. "It's fine you can run into me anytime!" he said smirking. I

giggled and cover my mouth CRAP! He chuckles and looks at me "what are you hiding for?"

"Sorry that sounded horrible" I said babbling something about how hyenas sound I don't even

know. He just smiled and looked at me grabbing my hand . "Kat your giggle is adorable stop

hiding it." I blush and smile. "Thanks Tate. but um I have to go." I said sighing. "Wait give

me your phone." I hand him my phone he does something and gives it back winking at me.

"Text me later babe." I giggle again and walk away looking at his contact he put as babe <3.

I blush and get in my car blaring my music all the way home. I jump on my computer and

write my story e-mailing it to the address. I sigh and go on twitter when i get a text.

Babe <3: Hey babe come outside ;)

I respond with a short ok, and walk out to see Tate standing in my front yard with flowers.

"These are for you beautiful." he says smoothly. "Awe thanks Tate thats really sweet." I am

blushing so hard I feel like a tomato. "I try, anyway i'm actually here for a favor." He said

and looked at me shyly. "What is it?" I ask. "Will you pretend to be my girlfriend?" he says

looking down. "Oh why?"I say a little hurt. "I need someone to make Em jealous." Emily

Browning. His ex girlfriend. He still loves her. "Y-yeah of course Emily." I say trying to hide

my disappointment. Me and Emily were best friends then she started dating Tate knowing I

liked him. Towards the second month of their relationship she turned on me and became my

worst nightmare. She would hit me call me slut and whore and tell me how worthless I was.

"I don't think I can Tate i'm sorry." I said and turned and walked into my house tears

staining my face. I went up to my room and cried myself to sleep.

~Word count 916. Authors note: first chapter let me know what you think in the comments~