Hatred to Loved ( A Why Don't We Fan-fiction)

Chapter 1: Broken

I honestly believe this song goes well with what will happen in this chapter. Enjoy and there is mature language!!

Chapter 1: Broken

I wake up to hear my phone buzzing. I already know who it is. Alex. I pick up the call. 

"Hey babe, I just wanted to call you so you knew that I would pick you up today so we can go to school,"  Ugh I love him so much. 

"Love you,"  I end the call. He is the best boyfriend I swear. 

I quickly add some light makeup to my face and get dressed before I have to head out the door. This year, my freshman year, would be the best of my life. Or at least, I would make it be. 

I walk out the door and I expect to see Alex, but he isn't there. Oh well, probably his family right? They never cared about him. What is he--nevermind?

I walk to school. I see everyone there in their own little groups. The cliches I guess. I don't belong to a group but I have a best friend. 

Going in the school, I get stares form some guys. Most of them lightly whispering things like 'hottie' or 'Mary'. What perverts.

I swear opening lockers is literal hell like why can't there be a pin pad or something. I open it to find the inside all rusted and what looks like cinnamon gum balls stuck in the corners. The worst type of gum of course. 

I mean, doesn't this type of stuff always happen to freshman everyday. Not just me. Disheartened, I slam the locker shut, not feeling like putting up all of my locker decor I spent money on. 

I sling my bag over my shoulder, and set off to look for Nessa. Well Nessa is short for Vanessa so it works both ways. 

I see her exiting the girls bathroom and I give her a wave a huge smile. We make eye contact for a good five seconds before she completely ignores me and walks in the opposite direction. What is wrong with her? 

I pick up my pace and stand in front of Nessa. 

"Where have you been all summer, we never got to meet up and you look amazing by the way," I smile at her. 

"Well you still look like shit," she rolls her eyes at me. 

"Why are you acting like a bitch? Whats wrong?" I ask, wanting to know for the cause of her attitude. 

"Okay do you really want to know?"

"Uhmm yes I do."

"It's you."

"What?!"

"Yeah, you and your perfect little life that only you can have, no one else." 

"I-I-I had no idea," I could feel myself tearing up. 

"Well you know now," she smirks. 

"Nessa, you can't do this to me, and you know that," I plead for her to come back.

"Awhh is the pretty girl now feeling messed up," she starts laughing. "Well that's how I felt all my life so I'm glad you get a taste of a real world.

"Nessa," my voice cracks. I had no idea. All this time were having the best time of our lives and now, I feel broken. 

She turns around as she walks away and says, "Bitch."

I fall to the ground. High school is a total nightmare, like everyone says. And boy are they not joking.

I want to cry. I want to cry a whole river and drown in it. I want to never be found and I don't want to face biology class ever. 

I go in the bathroom and cry. The mascara rushing down my face. Damn makeup!! Who thought that make up was ever a good idea? I wipe all the makeup off my face. I never really needed it anyway. 

I go through classes which have been in my favor. I understood the teachers, and the assignments. Even the thought of lunch bothers me. Who would I wit next to? Would people laugh and stare like they always do?

It was all just getting too much and I couldn't face it. Even Alex wasn't here to help me. I walk over to my locker where there is a janitors room there. A few minutes in there won't hurt. Drinking bleach is way better than facing reality anyways.  

I see Alex on the floor. And I also see VANESSA FULL BLOWN MAKING OUT WITH HIM. 

I scream. 

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU BOTH DOING," I yell at them, infuriated.

"Uhh I think it's called making out," Nessa says as Alex laughs. Alex turned on me. The guy who I  trusted the most turned on me. I should have known better. A boyfriend couldn't be that perfect for anyone, even me.  

"How does it feel," he pauses. "How does it feel to be broken on the inside."

I stayed quiet. 

I take a glance at that pile of poop on the ground, then smile, then leave. 

I'm going to leave those two behind, no matter how much they've hurt me, and start a new life, with a new person. That new person is me. 

Some guy named Blake is having a party tonight and I will go. The old me would never go and had a bed time. But not anymore. 

Classes are now over. Finally. 

I get home and open the fridge and grab some cherries. I had some serious addition to those things. Even my older sister thinks I have a problem. Speaking of my sister, when I got home that afternoon I told her about everything. 

"To be fair, I never liked Alex. I always thought of him as a man whore or something," my sister Erica blurts out. 

"I'm shook," I giggle.

"So I heard there's this party," Erica raises her eyebrow.

"And I'm going," I declare.

"Hmmm, is this your way of getting over Alex and Vanessa?" she asks. "

"Maybe" I wink. 

"Well in that case, you better find something cute to wear before we can't go," Erica smiles. 

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End of Chapter 1