Chapter 1

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It all started in 2010. Nobody in my school really cared for my type of music. I had my own sence of music and style that nobody else was into. I used to have alot of friends. Jaena, Taylor, Amaya, Hunter, Elizabeth, and even Hope. Now I have nobody. Eccept for Aiden. 

Ah, of course. Aiden. He's been in my life through it all as I've been in his. He knows what I go through and I know what he does. He's like a brother to me. My best friend...

"ALEX!" I hear him yell from behind me. I turn and see him running towards me, his arms wide open. I smile my usual fake smile and wait for him to crash into me and engulf me in one of his world-famous hugs. When he did, I closed my eyes and inhaled. He smelled of sweet colongne as he alwas did and I loved it. "Hey Ali-Al." he laughed as we sat at the lunch table we always sat at. We babbled on and on about our normal conversational topics. "I'll be right back." I said, getting up to throw my tray away. I was just approaching the trash can im the middle of the cafeteria when a quiet, shy looking boy was pushed to the ground by the captain of the football team, Jordan Andrewson. His head hit the floor with a thud as his glasses fell off and his tray hit my top. "Watch where ya step, nerd!" He and his other players laughed as they approached me. 

"Mmm damn girl. You should consider trying for the cheer squad. You sure got the body for it." Jordan said, biting his lip. I made a discusted face and walked past him and his pocey, helping the quiet boy up and handing him his glasses. 

"I-I'm sorry... Thank you." he said before walking away.

"Wait!" I called, but it was too late. He had gone into the boys' bathroom, and I couldn't very well go in there. So I sighed and walked back to the table where Aiden sat. He looked at the yellow, brown, and red stains on my top and gave me a worried expression. "What happened?" I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "The stupid football team pushed some kid down and his tray fell on me. I'm getting real fucking tired of Jordan's bullshit!"

Aiden laughed. "You just have to get used to them. They're like that."

"Whatever..."

Although I was angered about the team being so rude and mean to the poor boy, it was the boy that was most on my mind. Who was he? Why haven't I noticed him before? And most importantly, Would I ever see him again?

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