For The Love Of A Psycho JTKxOC

Chapter 1: The First Day

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Welcome to 'For The Love Of A Psycho!!!' Hope you enjoy my wonderful story and please be sure to COMMENT I take hate comments because I DON'T CARE, But anyway on with the story!!!

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~Soriah's P.O.V~

Dear Diary,

Tomorrow is my first day back in hell once again, it's my first semester in eleventh grade at Sierra High School. Ugh I just remembered I might have to see Marissa and her pose again I REALLY hope not. I hate her so much she always bullies me and the way I dress which is totally different from her every attire, she always dresses slutty to impress boys at school then making nerds do her work. If anything she the one who should be bullied not me. Well we can't change everything, I wonder if this year is going to be different...

Sincerely Soriah♡

After I finished writing in my journal for the night I prepared for what I have in store for tomorrow.

~The Next Day at 6:30~

'Yawnnnn' I said as I began to get out of bed for the first day back to school. (Picture Above)

As I groggily began walking to the restroom I washed my face and brushed my teeth. Then I opened the curtains to see what the weather is today. It is bright, Sunny, and lively outside. After I was done looking outside I ventured into my walk in closed.

When I was there I looked at the clock and saw it was 6:45 so I'd better hurry and change for school. I changed into a dark gray shirt with black knee ripped jeans, black ankle boots, black backpack, black lip stick, and black bracelets with my black phone case and leather jacket. (Picture Above)

When done dressing and getting other things I needed for school I went in to the kitchen to prepare my coffee. Your probably wondering 'Where's your parents?' or 'Do you live alone?" Well my Dad died in a car crash and my Mom is still with me but she's a drunk now and because of our lost. She blames me for his death so now she treats me like a piece of crap and hits and beats me for no reason.

It all started when I was 6 on my birth day which is May 28, my dad went to go get me a late birthday present because he's always working late at night, so when he went to get me a black, white, and red guitar which is in my room. Then some stupid drunk crashed into him and flipped the car over. And ever since then my mom blamed me for my dads death and thats how I became rebel. I went from girly to goth afted that incident...

Well I better continue getting ready for school before I turn sentimental and in my feels. Anyway as I went to preparing my coffee I heard bumping and dragging coming from up stairs. 'Ugh probably my mom.' I thought as I rolled my eye and continued drinking my coffee. "Soriah you b*itch why didn't you make me any dinner last night huh?" She said as she began slowly walking towards me while glaring. "Well it wasnt my fault you were sleep." I retorted turning around and walking to the front door.

Then when I was half way out my mom grabbed a bundle of my hair and yanked it back so now I was on the floor with her standing up on the side of me. I winced from the sudden impact and tried to get up only to be pushed back down.

I looked up and glared at her, "Let me go I have to get to school." I said getting irritated. She didn't respond so I began to struggling out her grip then eventually she let me go. "Fine but when you get home your getting a beating." She stated with a evil smirk and glare. I just rolled my eyes picked up my bag and left the house not bothering to say bye.

As I got out the house I got out my phone and earphones and put on 'Hold me down by Nightcore' I needed something both soft and hard to prepare myself for school. When done I put my phone back in my pocket and continued to walk with my hands in my pockets. When near school I heard something rustling in the bushes.

I stopped mid step and looked towards the sound source it came from. I stepped closer in specting what it might be with a straight face.When I was near the rustling stopped and was replaced with a figure running in the direction towards the woods. I just shrugged it off as a thief hinding in the woods from the cops, that what they usely do anyway.

I continued half way towards school when I am vigorously pushed back onto a tree near the woods. 'Wow this is the second time this happened this morning.' I thought looking up at the bastard who pushing me while my back winced with the small amount of pain in my back. I looked up at the person and saw medium black hair, pale skin, blue eyes, and a smile....this is no other than...

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CLIFFHANGER!!!!! sorry lol, Can you guess who the person was who pushed Soriah?...Well SEE YOU IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!

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