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Chapter 3

Double update!! Yay

As I start walking, I find myself thinking about how if I just left, no one, and I mean no one, would care. Helen and Scott wouldn't care. Alex and Jayden defiantly wouldn't.

I continue thinking about buying a house when I walk into the school. I hurry to my locker before I get stopped by them. Them being Louis and Zayn. They have been tormenting me ever since moving in with Helen and Scott. I don't recall why, but I guess they love adding misery into my life.

I make it to my locker successfully and hurry to get all of my stuff out. I slam my locker shut and turn to leave when I run into a solid and hard body. I look up to see Zayn smirking down at me.

"Well well, what do we have here?" Zayn says as Louis comes into view with a new tramp by his side. Surprise surprise. I mentally role my eyes.

I take a step back and look at the ground. I don't say anything as Zayn circles me.

"I asked you a question, answer me!" Zayn shoves me against the lockers hard. I can already feel the bruises forming. I swallow my tears and say, "Stop, please. I need to get to class."

"Shut up" he says as he pushes me into the locker again. "We will see you later. Don't forget" he lets go and walks off. Louis just smirks at me while tucking the dumb blond under his arm while she just sends me a glare.

I all but run to my class, my shoulders throbbing. I sit down just as the bell rings.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen. How was your weekend?" Mr. Brown asks as he gets all of his papers together and organized. He receives a few 'okays' and mumbles, and chuckles.

"Ok, well lets get started" he calls up the first person sitting in each row to come up and pass papers back.

I smirk because I'm sitting in the back. I hate sitting in front of people, thinking that they are talking about me behind my back.

I receive the paper and quickly skim through it. Great, it's a report that is due at the end of the month. This is going to be fun, not.

The teacher begins to explain about the project and before I know it, students start shuffling out the door.

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School is out and I am hiding in the girls bathroom. Stupid, I know. Cowardly, I know. But I don't want to be shoved up another locker and receive more bruises. I know I have to head home now because if I don't, I will get scolded by Scott, even though he couldn't care less. All he wants to do is have the feeling of being in charge and having the satisfaction of putting someone down.

I open the door and peer out. The hallways are deserted. Yes! I step out and start heading to my house.

I'm almost home when I hear them coming.

"Oi!"

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