Adopted by One Direction

3- I'm not a normal Girl...

Emily's P.O.V

I woke up and glanced at my clock, 6:30 a.m. Well, I've always woken up early for some reason so, might as well get up and go skate boarding. I sat off the edge of my bed and ruffled my hair. I knew I had to be quiet not to wake Alex, but I don't know if she is a light-sleeper or not.

I tip-toe to the mirror and brush out my hair. It was long, Black and it was Straight. I parted my hair, like a scene kid. Well, to be fair I am one. I put in my contacts and grabbed my board.

 

I hurried outside after telling Sandy where I was going. I went outside, and looked at my map. I hurried along the busy road, staying out of traffic.

  I finally reached the skate park. It took about 30 minutes. I climbed to the top of the biggest half pipe in the park. I looked around, noticing all of the skaters looking at me. They were all guys, where are all of the Tom boys? I put my hand on my hip and looked at them all questioningly. "What is the problem?" I ask more cruel than intended. They all seemed shocked at my tone. Finally, a boy with Black hair, cut like mine, only shorter, stepped forward. "Don't mind them, It's just that the only people who ride that ramp are professionals or ameturs who have broken a leg trying." He spoke calmly. "And? Does that mean I'm not allowed to ride? Who do you take me for?" I have gotten offended, but I don't show it in my voice. "Oh, no it's not like that. Please, continue if you wish." He whispered. I think I may have been harsh, but oh well, they deserved it, right? " Well then." I muttered. I positioned my board on the ramp and got ready to ride down. I kicked my board of the ledge and sped down the half-pipe. I did many tricks, and once I was done I got off the ramp and everyone stared in shock. I usually don't smile or laugh. I really don't like to show emotion. I just walked past them, out of the park. On my way out of the crowd I saw a group of guys, they were surrounded by a bunch of girly females. Hmm..Must be a gang. They were looking at me, and I found myself lock eyes with a brown eyed guy, He looked about 19. He looked familiar, but from Where?  He had Black hair, in the style of a quiff. I quickly looked away and did an ollie on my board, riding away in the process. I wonder who he was, I thought.

I got back to the orphanage, and they announced, I'd be going to school tomorrow. I didn't want to go honestly, I still had 2 more years. Yeah, I'm grade 10.

I always got bullied in school, It was the main reason I don't show my emotions. After Alex peirced my belly button and Eyebrow, I went up stairs, Ignoring everone, and falling asleep.

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*Dream*

I was in my year 9 school. I was walking down the hall, looking down at the ground. I walked slowly, and quietly. I saw a pair of feet come into my line of vision. I didn't pick up my head, but I let my eyes look at the person. It was him. My bully. He hurt be both physically and mentally. Everyday him and his group of friends, "The populars" beat me, then I went home where my mum and dad beat me. I stepped to the side and walked around him, the worst thing I could have done. He grabbed my arm and twisted it around, slamming me into the locker at the same time. I looked at him with strong eyes, ones that hid my real pain. He just stared at me with those evil eyes, "Where you going, nerd?" He spoke sarcastically. "I-I... No where." I whispered, barely audable. "Hmmm...", He smirked, "What tactic should we used today? Guys, What do you think?" His friends, Jake, Hunter, John, and Monk all laughed amd said, "Any or All."

They all gathered around me and punched me in the gut, seeing as if the police saw my face, they'd be in trouble. They elbowed me in the ribs, and I dropped to the floor, Feeling empty and worthless. When I was on the floor, He kicked me one time in the ribs, with all of his force. He was a year 12 so, he was pretty strong. I gasped for air and pasted out, warm liquid falling from my stomach area. My ribs felt broken and bruised, and I was going numb. All thoughts left my brain, leaving me with only one.

  Why does My bully, Zayn, hate me so much?

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Author

I know It's short, but I've been trying to write many chapters before I Upload the story to the Library.

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