Turning bad

Chapter 1: Leaving

It was a normal morning I woke up brushed my teeth got dressed ate breakfast and headed to school. As usual when I walk into the halls everyone starts calling me names to be honest am already used to it so I just get my ear buds and listen to the only music am allowed to hear which is Beethoven and some other people I can't remember their name. Yup my parents are the usual uptight strict parents that don't let me do anything , don't pay attention to me, get me in serious trouble if I get bad grades I even think they hate me they say I embarrass them. Enough of them.
*bell rings*
"Fudge I'm gonna be late ughhhhhhh"
Immediately when I go in everyone looks at me with a disgusted look.
I sit at the back left corner where no one sits.
*BAM* the schools hottest boy, trouble maker, and player in other words the bad boy ughhhhh I hate labels.
He sits next to the schools slut and starts making out with her while grabbing her butt EWWWWWWWW.
The teacher just looks at them but doesnt bother to tell him anything  because god knows what Jason (bad boy) would do everyone's scared of him yup he has gotten into some serious sh*t.
Anywayyyyyyy the class begins.
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*bell rings* end of the day
"Oh no"
Everyday Jason and his slut with a bunch of other "popular" people come to bully me and the bell just rung.
I gather all my things and walk as quick as I could but my attempt of escaping Jason failed.
I felt as my body hit the ground which hurt like hell.
Oh what a surprise Jason's slut (nataly ) pushed me not the sarcasm.
Jason and his minions were laughing at me while I was in the floor sobbing. Yes sobbing Nataly managed to push me so hard that i hurt my chin and bit my tongue which caused blood.
They keep calling me names repeatedly, ugly a$$ piece of sh*t etc... When I headed to bicycle it was broken with a LOT of sticky notes all over it with things like go die ,fu*ck yourself b*tch, piece of sh*t, u shouldn't be alive, your a disgrace to the earth. After that they beat me up real bad. I limped  home crying. When I got there I tried to tell my parents but they kept telling me to go away and when I finally managed to tell them they told me that they didn't have time to deal with my stupid problems.
STUPID PROBLEMS WHAT THE FU*K IS WRONG WITH THEM.
I was crying even more I decided I wasn't going to 
deal with this anymore.
I went to my room packed some clothes and money I've been saving and when my parents went asleep I left.
"I AM NEVER COMING BACK TO THIS HELL HOLE"
I was walking  and walking and walking and walking and walking I FINALLY got to a gas station to buy some food. Then I started to walk again and somehow ended up in a street corner. I only saw some people that looked about my age but they also looked extremely dangerous as well. I tried to walk away but one of the guy which by the way was EXTREMELY HOT .
"Who are you and why were you stalking us" the guy said
"I-i-i was just walking and ended up here" o said stuttering
"You look  lost and wayyyy to innocent to be from here who the f*ck are you and why are you here"
Ughhh someone else treating me like shit HELLLLLL NAHHHHH.
"Who I am is none of your fuc*ing business and am here because I ran away and I am NOT lost so f*ck off"
"HEYYYYYY ELLIOT WHATS GOING ON WHOS THE CHICK"one of the girls asked him
"Some run away "
UGHHHHHH
The girl came up to me
" hey you okay you look like you have been crying"
"Ummmmm yeah I'm fine"
" so what caused u to run away"
Now the hole group came up to me
I told them everything I know it sounds stupid that's I told them but it feels good to tell someone.
"Those jacka$$es, so you have no where to stay?"
"Nope"
"Well now ya do your gonna stay with me"
" seriously you would do that for me your not gaoona rape me or something right"
She laughed "of course not"
The whole time Elliot just kept looking at me yeah not creepy at all.
"Come on let's go"Ella said yup that's her. And Ella
She directed to me to a motorcycle she told me to hold on tight I hesitated for a moment but said yes.
What have I gotten myself in.