Bad Boys Get Slapped

Chapter1: Darkness

Hanna's pov

Tomorrow is the 27th of march ..yaaaay (note the sarcasm) , you might wonder why I hate that day , well that is my birthday date . Tomorrow I will be 17. Every year I grow , I cuss my self for not dying yet. Now, you are absolutely saying that I am exaggerating, but no , I am not. If there was a prize for the most miserable life , that prize would go tooooo me. Well there is a long story behind that short my mom got hit by a car when I was 6 , my dad blamed him self for that because they had an argument for God knows why ,and traveled to Switzerland with my brothers _ Jhony and Dani_ , why didn't he take me with him? Because he has always thought that I am a shame to the family ,and now no one knows where are they or whether if they still alive or not .

Since then I've been living with my rich and kind uncle Norman _ maybe it is the best thing in my life (having such an uncle) ,but then his job was transferred to Italy. Now , he is there ,and I am here in the US. He sends me money monthly ,but still I mess him as hell.

Ughhhh , today is going to be as any fucking day of my life. Go to school, get bullied in my way , being yelled at by almost all teachers , detention , go home ,then start from the beginning.

"Ughhhh, five more minutes , you stupid alarm ", I groaned hearing the noisy alarm. I knew I couldn't go back to sleep, so decided to wake up. I went to the bathroom, slipped into black skinny jeans and gray hoodie ,and let my straight, black hair down. I headed down stairs.

"Grrrrrr, grrrr" , that what you can hear but I hear it like " feed me please , I am so hungry", yes it was my dear tummy. As she wishes, I prepared a quick breakfast for her. Cereal and milk, yummy.

After my satisfactory breakfast ,I got out of my house." Please don't be here , please don't be h.... ", I said to my self crossing my fingers before being cut."Oh look who we got here , little Hitch ", his annoying voice wrestled with my eardrum. Yes, this asshole is my bully , Simon. The street boy who hits me every day to give him my money. He has his own gang of assholes. He gave me a nickname if you have noticed " Hitch" , it is a combined word of "Hanna" and "Bitch"

"What do you want asshole? "

"Ohhh, last time I chicked , you had no tongue, Hitch"

"Well, sorry that I disappointed you"

"Hey , watch to whom you are talking ", he said with gritted teeth." And give me my money "

I got my wallet out , and handed him 15$ without spitting any word.

"That's what I thought ", he said getting away from my way with his minions back after him. Thank God that I didn't get a beating.

Shit , fuck my dark life .