Chapter 1

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Do you know those people who aren't really social? How about someone with a great personality and talents but doesn't get the time of day? Someone people think less of because she isn't like them? Because she doesn't dress like she's about to have sex with anyone who has a Dixie stick? Are even that person who gets treated like they don't exist unless it's to be humiliated?



Well that person is me. My name is Ally Carson. I'm basically a nobody. A nobody that no one cares much about. The only time I get acknowledged is when I get humiliated in front of the whole school. They would make fun of me because of the way I dress. They would call me horrible names and tell me the jump off a bridge. They would do anything to see me cry.i knew that so that is why I never gave them the satisfaction. I would just suck in the poison, swallow it and deal with it. I don't want to talk back to them. Not because I'm scared. No it's because there is no point. Yeah I'll be standing up for myself but will it change a thing. No it wouldn't. They would just try harder until I crack.


Anyway I don't have a problem with who I am. I love who in am. Just not the way I'm treated. I have long,straight,soft brown hair. I have a blue green eye color. I'm not tan to the point were the sun burned me or pale to the point I was as white as snow. I was like that perfect skin tone people would kill for. I just don't show it and wear skinnies and long sleeved shirts. Heck the only time I really show my skin in in the shower. I've got a curves in all of the right places. Don't really show those off either. My shower should feel special I only share my looks with it. I don't got a flat stomach that looks like I was thinner than paper. I also wasn't a ogre that makes the earth mover with every step she takes. I was those people who were skinny with the right amount of meat. If that even makes sence. O well you get the picture though. I consider myself short with my 5'5 figure. I thought I was an ok looking person. I never considered myself pretty. I just never did.



I only have one Bestfriend. I've known her since I was about 5. It was like we were meant to be buddies. We just clicked. The most amazing person I've ever known. She could paint like if she could be the next Leonardo da Vinci. She was also a good singer. Me and her sing together a lot especially on a very bad day. FYI I like to sing and play my guitar.


Any who the name of the multitalented best friend of mine was Sofia Grant. She was anoutgoing person. Nothing really seemed to stop her mind from looking for crazy ideas. She always had some. We hang out after school because she lives like 1 block away from me. She was also a sugar junkie. Anything with sugar she would crave. She would walk up to a random stranger if they had her favorite candy. Which by the way is rock pops. She wouldn't care who it was. Matter a fact she wouldn't look at the person. All she would see is the rock pops.



The only time she didn't smile was when she was being picked on. She just doesn't understand what she did wrong to them. I would always tell her she did nothing wrong. It was just that they like to think they are better than everyone in the world. I never like to see he sad. She is a strong person but one day she is going to break. I dread that day. I would feel bad for the poor soul who made my best friend cry. Which she never did unless someone died or at a funeral. She is someone you could look at and never want to hurt that person. In my eyes at least. People that are jerks to her would actually look in her eyes and talk to her to know that.


Me on the other hand is some what different. I don't give two shits what people think of me I know what they say it's only to hurt me. Sometimes it does. But I would keep my ground. I actually talk back to them when they get a bit annoying. Like if they came up to me and called me a bitch. I would roll my eyes and walk away. But if they pull me back and say more shit like don't walk away when I'm talking to you. I would just roll my eyes and say something back that would surprise them. I'm not someone who let's people stomp all over me. I do something about it if it comes down to it. Luckily it hasn't yet.

I also stick up for Sofia. She doesn't deserve to be told mean things. She is a great person. No one actually bothered to get to know her. I just can't stand people judging her without even knowing her. So in that case I stick up for her when can. Most of the time she would just leave. Not saying a word to them. Then other times the words get to her. That's when I step in. I mean what would you do if your kindest oldest and only bestie was hurt by the words that were told to her. I couldn't just stand there. Pretty sure you wouldn't either.

Tomorrow is the first day of junior year. I would have to go back to the hell of all schools. Meadows High School. That would be filled with the demons that haunt my dreams. There was one demon that I spicifically disliked with a passion. His name is Jessie Vors. He was mr.high and mighty. He was the most popular boy in the whole dame city. Especially since his dad owns half the city. He is a big class jerk. He doesn't have a heart. Just a solid ice cube. He really is an asshole. And don't even get me started with his whore.

Her name is Julie Richards. She is such a slut. Not even the smartest man alive could calculate the specific amount of men she's slept with. It's just that big of a number. She would fuck anything with a penis. She even slept with our Spanish teacher to get her a passing grade. And I didn't hear that as a rumor. I saw it with my eyes. My poor sweet eyes. I was just going in to turn off the computer I left on it that class. I walk in and see that the computer wasn't the only thing turned on in the classroom. Funny thing is he didn't even see me. I was out of that classroom before you could say adios. It was such a horrible sight to see. Talk about scared for life.

Julie was also a person who teased me daily. Sometimes I just want to slam the bitches face in concert. It would be a hell of an improvement to her fake face. She is like an STD, which I wouldn't be surprised if she had, once she starts it never stops. But one day high school will end. Then she will have nothing. She wouldn't know what to do with her life because she was too busy tring to fuck every guy in the whole damn nation. She just pisses me off. She also bullies Sophia too. Talk about poking a sleeping tiger.

As for my dad. Well let's just say he's too busy to pay any attention to him. Ever since the accident he's been to busy at work to come home. He would only be home for three days every two weeks. I could never please my father. Not with my grades. Not with what I've done. Nothing. Sometimes I wonder if he wishes it was me that died instead of her. I could just tell he rather it would have been me instead of her. Now he's stuck with me. Doesn't even give me hugs or and I love you. Nothing. I could tell he hates me. I could see it each time he looks at me. Whenever he does at least.

Well I'm guess I should just go to bed. I have a very long day tomorrow. I have to go to face a slut. I have to face a jerk who is the definition of an asshole. I have to get through the day with my best friend. I have to get through the halls. Pass through the teachers speech. And get home and repeat except it will be for the rest if the school year. Why does life have to be such a bitch?

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Hey guys. I hope it was an okay beginning. Yeah I know it might suck but please give this book a chance. Gladly appreciate it. FYI THIS BOOK IS NOT EDITED. I will get it edited as soon as I finish the book. Or try to. I have two more books I'm writing. One that I'm writing with my friend and one on my own like this one. I update as much as I can. Probably a chapter a weeks or in between the week. I'll be working on this book a lot since it is summer break. Thank you guys sooooo much for reading and staying with me on this book. I really do appreciate it. Well thanks. And please please I beg of you. If you have friends with wattpad, please tell them about this book. It would be really helpful. Thank you.


~Ace

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