The Bad Boy Stole My Heart

chapter 1:

(Picture of Julie above)
Hey, welcome to my new story!! If you are from any of my other stories, welcome back. I know this isn't a fanfiction like all my other stories but I wanted to try something different. I would love it if you guys would make covers for my book because I personally think mine is terrible. Thanks for reading this if you did<3

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"shut up stupid phone and let me sleep," I say as I hear my phone go off telling me someone is calling me. I don't want to leave my bed, im so warm and comfy. Once im finally almost asleep again my phone starts going off  telling me someone is now texting me. I give up on trying to go back to sleep and sit up in bed. I look over at my phone still going off. I groan annoyed and grab it off the side table looking at all the texts flashing on the screen from my best friend Olivia or what I like to call her, Liv.

are you awake?

you should be up!!

look at the time

hellooooo

are you ignoring me?

do you still want to be friends?

fine ill leave you alone

SIKE

H

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L

L

O

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I looked at the time on the top of my phone and realized I had to be out the door and walking to school in 10 minutes. I quickly texted Liv back telling her I overslept and that I will be to school soon and that she doesn't have to worry, she's so dramatic. I shuffled out of bed and to my closet I picked out a pair of skinny jeans and a black sweatshirt and walked into the bathroom to brush my hair. im so glad I don't have any bruises on my face because I don't have time to put makeup on.

I run downstairs as quickly and quietly as I can hoping not to wake my mom or stepdad up. I look into my little sister's room as I go by to make sure she was okay and nothing happened when I fell asleep last night. If you are wondering why im happy I don't have bruises or why im checking on my little sister its because our stepdad abuses us and our mom just sits back and lets it happen. what kind of mother does that?

I run out the door not getting breakfast because kids at school say im fat. I haven't had anything to eat in a few days and it has been killing me. The first few days I started I couldn't stand being in the cafeteria seeing everyone eating. I finally started to go to the library for lunch with Liv. it was way better than being in the cafeteria.

I run down the street as fast as I can to make it to school on time. I look down at my phone while im running to check the time, that is until I trip and fall flat on my face. I swear these things only happen to me. I bring my arms out in front of me to stop myself from banging my head on the pavement. once I felt my hands hit the ground a stinging pain shot through my arms. I groaned as I slowly looked down at where I was still holding myself up and saw glass shattered on the ground.

"SHIT"