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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP ! BEE-

I slammed my fist on my alarm clock . Today was the day, the day I have been dreading since the middle of 8th grade..... It was my First day of freshman year.

I rubbed my eyes and woke up fully before lazily pushing the covers off my body, and made my way to my closet. It may be the day I have dreaded for almost a year, but there was no reason why I can't not dress up . I mean my outfit will only be completely trashed by the end of the day, but I'm praying this year won't be like any other. I picked out a denim shirt that had rolled sleeves up to the crease at my elbo and put on a pair of black leggings. I put on my black combat boots and got my curling iron ready. While I was waiting for it to heat up, I applied some light foundation, blush ,a light brown eye shadow, and a light coat of mascara .

I curled my hair, and then I was down saris waiting for mom to take me to school . I skipped breakfast knowing I would puke it up either because of my nerves, my medical condition, or the bullies.

"Aria, baby, let's go ! You dont want to be late on your first day, do you ?" My mom asked cheerfully.

I smiled the best and happiest fake smile I could pull off in a pissy attitude. Before I knew it we were pulling out of the driveway .

The nerves had died down but I was still jittery. 5 minutes later, we pulled up to the school and I climbed out . As I walked towards the school all eyes were on me .

There is no way in hell this year will be different, it's going to be EXACTLY same as it's been since 6th grade . I sighed and went to the office to retrieve my schedule.

Homeroom: 106 , Ms.Trombley

1st hour : 154, math , Mrs. Morris

2nd hour: 222, English , Mrs. Taylor

3rd hour: 324, Music, Ms. Russell

4th hour: - , cafeteria , Lunch

5th hour: 110 , study hall , MS.Lynch

6th hour: - , gymnasium, Mrs. Riley

7th hour: 122, drama, Mr. Stark

When I walked out of the office I ran into "HELL".

"Hey slut." The Biotch of the school mocked.

"Oh hey! You're Brianna Dicks right? Oh wait sorry I meant Hicks ." I smirked and started toward the hall in the opposite direction, when my hand was tugged.

My face met a pissed blondes face and I knew I was dead .

Brianna raised up her hand and slapped me - HARD! My cheek burned and the tears threatened to spill over the brim. She pushed me against the locker and kicked my side. I dropped to the floor and let the tears loose, I was bawling my eyes out. And just to my luck, the bell rang and students poured in like a water faucet.

I got up and ran to the bathroom but of course , something EMBARRASING had to happen .

As I was running, Nick Lucasey , Brianna's boyfriend and head soccer player, decided to trip me - oh Joy.

I went flying and landed on my face in front of everyone . I skipped the bathroom and ran to the nurse .

At the nurse-----------------------------------

"Hello "

The nurse said with a sad smile smile on her face . I'm pretty sure she new what had happened.

"Can you please call my brother and tell him to pick me up? I really don't feel good "

She shook her head no .

"I'm sorry but unless you're dying I can't send you home this early. I can have you stay in the office for another hour and then I can call a guardian or someone trusted. But as of right now, no you can't. I'm sorry "

This is going to be the longest fricken hour of my life!

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