Why me?

||chapter 1||

Autumn's P.O.V.
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I wake up to my alarm, playing Bind your love by Cher Lloyd .
One of my favorites of hers.

I sit up and turn the alarm , that's on my iPhone 5 , Off. I get out of bed, well more like roll, and head to the bathroom that's connected to my bedroom. I turn on the shower and wait for it to warm up. While I wait I brush my teeth.

After I'm done brushing my teeth and taking a shower. I blow dry my blue hair, and put it in a braid. I walk over to my closet and pick out my outfit for my first day of college.

Once I'm done getting dressed, i go downstairs to see my best friend, Liz , cooking breakfast.

"Hey , A." she glances from the scrambled eggs she is making ,to me.

"Hey, Liz ." I sit on the bar stool that we have by the island in our kitchen.
Yes , I said our, we live in an apartment together that's close to our college.
We've been best friends since the 1st grade, the day Samantha , my ex-best friend that I left in England ,pushed me off the monkey bars. Liz 'accidentally' spilled apple juice on her that day, but Liz told me that she did it on purpose for me.
I've loved her ever since.

"You excited for our first day of college?" she asks.

"Not really."

"I am, I have almost all my classes with jack." Jack J. Is her boyfriend of 6 months ,ever since we moved to LA. He is known as one of the worst "bad boys" in LA. His best friend Jack G. , has always had a crush on me , but I don't see him that kind of way.

"Are you trying to show off your belly button ring to get a boyfriend? Cause if I was a boy I would definitely want to be your friend." she wiggles her eyebrows, as she sits next to me and starts eating. We laugh at her stupid joke. I look down and notice that she was right , it was clear as day.

"No , i didn't even notice it until you mentioned it, I'm gonna go change."

"Sorry , you can't , we have to go now if we don't wanna be late." she gets up and puts her plate in the sink.

"Fine." I sigh. I walk over to the door, grabbing my keys, books, and phone. I had placed my keys and books there last night so I wouldn't forget them. Liz walks over to where I am and grabs her stuff , that was next to mine.

We walk to my black Cadillac escalade SUV , that I bought myself for graduation and get in. Sad , I know , but I grew up with horrible parents that don't give two shits about me. Don't worry I will get to that later.

After 15 minutes in traffic we finally make it , and I park.
I get out and hug Liz bye, cause I probably won't see her till after 1.
We have no classes together and it sucks balls.

I start walking to class and spot a Starbucks. My basic white girl is kicking in . I order my favorite, a grande Mocha cookie crumble. Once I get it, I start walking to my class a little faster than before or I'll be late. I'm too busy thinking about if my teachers will be nutjobs or normal, that I bump into someone. Causing me to fall , but thank god I finished my mocha cookie crumble or else that would be a disaster. I look up to see a boy around 20 with brown shaggy hair , and beautiful brown eyes glaring at me. He's wearing dark clothing, and has tattoos swirling over his arms. With a few piercings on his chiseled face.

"Watch were your going bitch." he spits walking away , leaving me with a puzzled expression, and on the ground.

"Need help?" I looked and saw Jack G.
Great , just who I needed. I mentally roll my eyes. He sticks his hand out to help pull me up and I unwillingly accept.

"What happened?"

"Some jackass bumped into me, and I fell." I say looking at my phone.

"Listen I have to go, my class starts in 10 minutes." I say as I begin to walk away, but he grabs my wrist.

"Can I at least get a hug as a thank you?" he smirks. God help me.

"Sure." I reach out and give him a hug.
I pull away quickly, and wave to him as I walk away.

"Bye jack."

"Bye autumn."

I walk into the classroom and see everyone is staring at me. Oh god , high school all over again.

"Can I help you?" the teacher , Mr.Ronald asks.

"Um, I'm Autumn."

"Ah yes, have a seat anywhere you'd like." I nod and sit next to a girl that looked friendly.

"Today, we're not going to do any learning, just getting to each other." Mr.Ronald says.
The whole class sighs in relief.

"We are going around the room, you must come up to the front of the classroom , say your name, or what you would prefer to be called, your age, where you are from, and one fact about yourself."

We are about halfway around the class, the next boy catches my eye. He's the boy that bumped into me earlier.

"My name is cameron, only a few people can call me Cam, I'm 20 years old, I'm from here, and one fact about myself is I have exactly 26 tattoos." he walks back to his seat.

So Cameron is the dickhead's name.