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Ugh school. I don’t like school if you can’t already tell. It’s been hell for me these past few days and it just sucks. I wish I didn’t have to go to school. I wish I could be back in America laying in my bed smoking weed. Fuck school, fuck Australia, fuck Ashton, fuck Michael. 

I don’t feel like doing shit today so I wear leggings with a big sweatshirt over. I keep my hair loose not even wanting to deal with it. I look at my self in the mirror. God I have small boobs. I turn around and lift my sweatshirt up and stare at my ass. Why is it so flat? 

I sigh and walk out of the room. As I walk downstairs I can see Ashton and Luke down below. Great. I walk into the kitchen trying to avoid them but it isn’t possible. 

“Hey freak.” Ashton says. Next to him Luke just stays quiet. 

I ignore Asston as I grab something from the fridge. 

“I’m going to go to the bathroom.” Luke tells Asston. 

“No need to announce it.” Luke rolls his eyes.

When Luke leaves, Asston starts coming closer to me until he’s less than an inch closer to me. 

“Don’t ignore me freak.” And then he does something that terrifies me. He slams me against the fridge. He puts hands right next to my head. He comes closer and then he bit my ear. 

“Stop.” I manage to croak out. What I didn’t know is that I was crying. Tears were falling down my face. 

He stops and takes a step back looking at me.

“Hey I was just joking.” He says putting his hands up in defense. 

“Well it’s not a fucking joke.” I manage to say as I turn and walk out. 

Before I walk out of the front door, I bump into Luke. 

“Hey what happened?” He asks observing my swollen eyes and puffy nose. 

“Nothing.” I say as I push by him and walk out. 

I have Math. Nothing really happened. Calum wasn’t even there. I really am looking forward to British Lit though. It’s because of Parker. I really want to make plans with him.  Mostly because I want to get out of that damn house. 

As soon as the bell rings I rush out of that classroom towards my next class. It was History and I was hoping I can sit out of Ashton’s view. I didn’t want to see him after the little incident. 

Once I settle in the corner of the room behind a football player and a girl with poofy hair, I relax. Ashton won’t be able to stare at me or shit. 

Once Mr. Hood starts to call role, I noticed Michael wasn’t here. He was at the group therapy yesterday. Hmm, weird. 

Ashton didn’t even turn towards me the entire class period. Not even one glance. Maybe he felt guilty. No he probably didn’t. He probably thinks I am some freak.

Next was the class I was waiting for. British Lit. Where I get to see Parker. 

I also rush to this class because I want to sit near him. 

When I walk in I see Parker sitting in the back reading a book. I walk down to the desk next to him and sat down.

“Hey.” I say quietly. He looks up and when he sees me he smiles.

“Hey.” He replies with a small grin on his face.

“Hey.” I say again. Realizing I just say that, I mentally slap myself for being such an awkward weirdo.

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