I'm a Lennox?

{Chapter 1} Why me?

Is it called love when you earn bruises  for not doing something right?

Is it called love when they don't care for you?

Is it called love when they call you ignorant things?

Is it called love when they leave and not come back before sunrise?

Because it sure is for me.
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{introduction part}
My name is Madison-Lynn Walker, I am a 15 year old girl with mid-upper back lengthen brunette hair with caramel highlights, I have blueish hazel eyes, which is a little weird since my father has brown eyes and my mother had green, she died in a car accident a few years ago, my dad found me at the police station while I waited for someone to get me. I am an only child, I don't remember having any siblings ever since I got slight amnesia from the car crash that killed my mother.

{Monday}
Ugh today was Monday, the day everyone dreads the most. I didn't want today or the rest of the week to come, it meant that a new bruise or cut was coming, I don't know when but I knew it was coming.

I got up, getting dressed. I put on a maroon colored sweat shirt, with black skinny jeans and old school vans. I was hope my dad wasn't home today or even come back from the night before. I walked into the bathroom, brushing my hair, leaving it down, after my hair was done I brushed my teeth, after my hygiene stuff was complete, I went back to my room and grabbed my backpack. I had gone down stairs lowly and being very cautious. I saw my dad no where in sight. Phew. I normally walked to school taking a short cut, but this time I took the long way, I didn't want to be at school, where I get made fun of, or at home where I get abused. Thankfully it was cold today so nobody would question why I was wearing a sweatshirt. As I walked through the school gates, I heard laughing and snickering. I ignored it and kept walking, but I was stopped by Trent DeMarco
"Hey, mute" He snickered.
"Leave me alone Trent" I spoke quietly, trying to avoid eye contact with him.
"What was that, mute?" He laughed, grabbing my backpack which had some school books and my sketchbook inside. He unzipped the backpack, taking the sketchbook and opening it, revealing a picture I had drawn of my mother.
"Nice drawing you got here, mute" He said ripping the page out and tearing it to pieces. I stood there in shock, I had no idea what to do. He shoved my backpack at me and dropped the sketchbook on the ground, then pushing me towards the ground.
All the sudden, I  met with two other voices, I turned around after picking the sketchbook up and putting it back into the backpack.
"Hey, leave the poor girl alone!" A blonde haired guy with black ends, and bright blue eyes, wearing a yellow and black leather like jacket said, following behind him was another boy, who looked just like him, but with dark brown hair with red ends, same colored eyes but a silver like grey and black leather like jacket.
Who were they and why were the defending me?
The boy with the sliver jacket, helped me up off the ground, after being pushed down by Trent.
"Th-thanks" I managed to squeak out.
"You're welcome" he replied with a smile
"Wh-who are you?" I asked, still in confusion of why they helped me.
"My name is Landon and this is Lucas" He said pointing back the the blonde haired boy.
"May I ask you name?" Lucas asked, standing next to Landon.
"Madison" I said quietly, while he held out his hand for me to shake, Landon doing the same. I shook their hands. Landon noticed a bruise on my face from my dad
"What happened to your face?" He asked in concern. Oh no he noticed it, I panicked inside of my head.
"I must have gotten it when Trent pushed me" I said nervously, hoping he would ask anything else about it.
He looked suspicious, but before he asked another question, the first bell rang. Thank god I dodged that bullet.
As the day went by, it was the usual, soon it came to the last class of the day, I noticed that Landon and Lucas were in this class. I didn't know what grade they were in, especially since this class for all grades. I thought it was pretty cool, until I heard Trent walk into class. Great way to end the day, right?
I sat in the back of the class, it was more peaceful back there, especially since Trent was in the first desk in the front of the class. As I walked to my desk, Trent said something to me.
"You're lucky, those two were they to help you" he sneered, pointing to Landon and Lucas. They waved at me when I looked at them.
"Just wait til they're gone, then shoes going to save you?" He continued, before he was able to say anymore, the teacher walked in. I walked back to my desk. I kept thinking about what happened earlier, not paying attention to the teacher.
"Ms. Walker, are you listening?" The teacher called my name.
"Uh yes, sorry Mrs. Connor" I responded quickly, starting to take notes on the subject.
"What a teachers pet" someone from Trent's group who sat two desks away from me, remarked, making the class start laughing, besides Landon and Lucas, they just glared at him. Mrs. Connor stopped teaching the class.
"Are you laughing at something you find funny in the subject, and lesson I am teaching, because other wise keep it to your self" she scowled at the class. Thirty minutes pasted, them the bell rang. Oh thank god it's over.
"There will be a test on Friday, so make sure to study" Mrs. Connor announced, making the class groan, before dismissing us. I hurried out of class, hoping to get past Trent and his group. I was wrong, I heard Trent and his group snickering and laughing behind me from a short distance. Sooner than I knew, I was against a wall, with Trent pushing me against it. Before he could do anything else, I heard Landon and Lucas coming our way.
"Leave hear alone", They both yelled, pushing Trent away from me.
"Are you okay, kid?" Lucas said, helping me up.
"I don't know, but why are you guys helping me?" "I'm a frea- no you aren't" he cut me off.
"We're helping you, because we want to be your friend" There's that word, the stone cold word, I didn't really have friends, mainly because of Trent. It didn't really bother me because I was alone all the time.
"M-my fr-friends?" I asked in a shaky tone.
"Yes" he laughed a little. When Trent and his group walked away, leaving us three just standing there, we exchanged phone numbers.
"We should hang out at that diner near here, and get to know each other" Landon suggested. Lucas and I agreed shortly after. So a dinner at a small town diner it was.

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Sorry for the cliffhanger, but this chapter was getting really long anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter
-Fire G 🌟🔥