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Jessie's POV

I pulled up my hood up to cover my blood red hair as I walked into school. I kept my head down hoping Michael wouldn't notice me , but of course he did straight away. I couldn't even open my locker before I was slammed against it by my throat. Michael smirked at me "what you doing here? Filthy mutt" her groweled at me. "Going to school what does it look like? blood breath " I shot back. He hissed at me and bared his fangs. I tried to keep myself from showing how terrified I truly was. He tightened his grip on my windpipe. I gasped for air as my nails scratched his hand , causing him to release me from his death grip. I collapsed to the floor wheezing. He grasped my hair and yanked my head back "don't you even dare get mouthy with me ,mutt" he whispered sinisterly in my ear , then let me drop to the floor and stormed off with his minions. Ever since I moved to this town Michael took a disliking to me , mainly because he was a pure vampire while I was a werewolf , who in his opinion were disgusting. My mother was a werewolf / vampire hybrid and my dad - we don't talk about him anymore. Once I recovered from what just happened I heaved myself up off the grimy floor  glancing around at the students, who stared wide eyed at me. I knew Michael only wanted to humiliate me and he always succeeded. I grabbed my books before storming off to the bathrooms. The girl who stared back at me from the mirror made my stomach lurch. My hair looked a terrible , dull hazel / green eyes , chubby cheeks and now finger shaped bruises on my neck. Once I repositioned my hoodie to hide the purple and black marks , I made my way to my next lesson. "Late again Smith" my English teacher grumbled "yes miss , sorry miss" I mumbled slouching in my seat at the front of the class. The sniggers from Michael , Luke and Calum made me want to curl up and hide from the world. All the way through class I could feel them throwing paper balls at my head. Finally the bell rang releasing me from my torture . My next lesson was music . It was my favorite lesson of all time. After sir did the register I rushed off to a practice room , I grabbed my guitar and started to strum my own melody. Music was a place where I could be myself and not have to worry about bullies.

Thanks for reading its my first ever book on wattpad and I'd love to write more I'll update this book as soon as possible. Also sorry for any spelling mistakes - Jess

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 13, 2017 ⏰

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