Magnetic Love

Intro

(Kennedy in the picture!)

My name is Kennedy Parker, I have worked my whole life for everything I have. I do not know what it is like to be spoiled, or rich. I do not have many friend, in fact most times my best friend, Sailor and I, usually end up eating at the table by the dumpsters at lunch. I live with my parents in the suburbs, my dad, my mom, and I all work to be able to stay in this house. I work at the coffee shop in the middle of town and spend all my free time at the library, trying to find and escape through books. One more thing I must mention the house next to ours was empty for a long while, and now it as finally been sold to my worst nightmare. Landon used to live in our small town but then him and his family moved away to California, for a job, but now they are back and living right next door to us. Landon bullied me through out my childhood, pulling my hair, pushing me off the swings and calling me cruel names like fatty. As a child I was never skinny ,in fact, I was pretty chubby up until about a year ago. Last summer I decided to get myself together and lose weight, I slaved over work out equipment and ate nothing but salads all summer. I finally had started to gain confidence in myself I could actually look in mirrors now with out being ashamed. Now when ever I looked at my reflection I saw a skinny girl, with grayish blue eyes, and red, wavy hair. Now when I say red I don't mean I'm a ginger, I literally mean red it was like fire flowing down my shoulders. My mother made me do all these thing to hopefully get noticed, I am super shy and I do not like to be the center if attention, I like to blend in and hope no one will see me but that's a little hard when your 5'10 with hair like fire. So I wandered through the hall ways of my school, and I get quick glances from people, but no one seems to bother me, well at least until now. Landon was back and life as I knew it was about to become a lot more difficult.

Landon was a rich, popular kid, born with a sliver spoon in his mouth. He was perfect in everyone's eyes but mine. He was 6'3 of pure evil, His black hair was always gelled every so perfectly, His cheekbones were very definable, and his jaw looked like it was chiseled to perfection. Now it may seem like I do actually like him but just pretend that he's a jerk, but trust me,he is the worst teenager you will ever meet. He was your typical "bad boy" or so he liked to pretend. He has a motorcycle, and rides that thing everywhere. He was popular everywhere he went and what did this popularity come with? Lots and Lots of girls flocking towards him just hoping to be his flavor of the week. yuck, no thank you. My plan for Junior year of high school is to lay low and hope I can make it through the year with out ending up in the psycho hospital.