Chapter one- The beginning

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(Y/N POV)

!Beep!!Beep! As the alarm clock went off. I turned it off and sat up. I looked around my room, blue cracked walls that need repairing, and an old cracked table in front of my bed. It had some pictures, but not a whole lot. I look out the window as I saw the recent scratch on my arm. It was bright outside and I got up and heard pounding on my door "Get the hell up!" My father screams through the door. I contemplate whether to open the door or not. But I don't or else I'll get hit again. I'm (Y/N) (L/N), and I live here in America with my abusive father. I'm a junior in highschool, and have a best friend named Zephie [hehehe author is in here >;3]. She lets me stay at her house most of the time. But when she doesn't, my father abuses me and I do nothing. I quickly got dressed for my first day back in highschool. I quickly put a black shirt that says "No donuts for you" and some black pants with slits in them. I put on a hoodie and my backpack. Then I quickly rush down to the kitchen, grab some bread to munch on and head out. Zephie is waiting for me with her car. "Where were you silly?" She asks me sticking her tongue out." You know, the usual~" I say in a singing voice. I look up in the sky and see that it's cloudy. I whip my (H/C) hair on my shoulder and zip up my hoodie. We both got into the car and drove to school.

--time skip to school brought to you by mini donuts--

We arrive at school and we get out of the car and start walking to the school doors. People at school I look like Jeon Jungkook from my favorite kpop band BTS. I'm not nearly as beautiful as that mystical creature is. But my favorite person from BTS would have to be Suga. He's just so adorable~~!!

  We go to our lockers which are sadly, far apart from each other. Zephie goes to her locker, as I go to mine. In a blink of an eye random girls appear around me and mock me. But I really could care less. I open my locker after doing the combo, and grab my stuff which one of the girls knocked out of my hand and smacked my face. "Quite the act ya bitch. We know your fake, no guy will ever like you. So just go ho----" I cut her off, "hmmm, are you sure I'm the fake one? Because I think you should look into the mirror and see what's really fake." I said but then I felt my leg give out, one of them tripped me. I can feel the blood slowly leaking out from the leg beatings I had received from my father. I pick up my things and slam my locker shut. Then I just walk away. 'i hate people a lot sometimes' I thought to myself as I walked into my first period which is math. "Morning class!" Ms. Kyun says. Very few people say 'morning' back, I'm One of those people. Then while the class settles in, she writes a problem on the board. "Okay, we're going to review on some eighth grade math today. Because you need to refresh your minds." She says and continues, "so if I have a shape with one of the sides being 4 and the other side being 3 and then you put a bigger shape next to it and put one side as 20, what would the scale factor be?" She asks us. Everyone looks confused. 'easy' I thought. I raised my hand "Yes (Y/N)?", "The missing side is 15" I answered. "Correct, what's the scale factor then?" She asks again. "5" I answered again. "Also correct!" She smiles at me but I don't smile back. She continues to ask the class questions but I zoned out looking at my arms under my desk. I didn't realize how much time has passed until I heard the bell ring. Then I quickly got up and was heading to my next class: health, when I heard the girls from earlier right behind me. I tried to get away from them, but they kept following me. I got to my classroom and sat at my table with a few people who were kind of my friends plus Zephie. Health seemed like it was forever. Zephie and I almost fell asleep on out table a few times, then the bell rang for history. I hurried out of the classroom and went to Mr. Kim's history class. I sat by the window in the front row, and I opened my book to what we we're learning about. I live for history. Mr.Kim is one of my favorite teachers. He writes things on the Board while he assigned for us to read and complete notes individually . I just had one more question left then the bell rang. My Second Favorite Period is Gym which I'm heading to Right now. It's Volleyball Season. So Volleyball Tryouts maybe next week or so. I get into the Locker Room and there's Other Girls who don't Mind me, but then there's the girls who hate me. Then There's my Best Friend Zephie. We both Tell each other things then we hurry out of the locker room to help set up nets and then the whole class does volleyball drills [Sets, Spikes, Bumps, and things like that]. I don't consider myself a good player, nor I also consider myself as a bad player. So i'm an Average player. I See a Spike so I Block it and It opened up a Stitch in my Wrist but no one can see because I have Bandages on my arms. So people think I can Protect my arms just a little bit. I really didn't mind at all. People get injured during Volleyball. Our team won that match. Now it's Match Two, I step the Wrong way on accident and Fall. Zephie and The Teachers come to see what had happened. "(Y/N) Are you okay?!" Zephie Asks and I nod, Trying to get up. But I fall again. "Zephie, Take (Y/N) To the Nurse please." Asked the P.E Teacher. Zephie Nodded her head and Helped me to the Nurses Office.



(A//N: This is it For Chapter One~! I Hope you liked it! I know their isn't too much people Talking I'm too lazy to revise it nowww so i'll do it later~ I luv u mah babs <3)

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