The Nobody

Chapter 1

"Writers often leave pieces of themselves in their writings" - My Wattpad Love

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   Everyone thinks that when you're 16, 17, or 18 that it's magically the best years of your freaking life. What facts do you have to prove that Einstein, because I hate to break it to ya but going through these years in my life is pretty much a living hell.

    Now at the age of 18, life still isn't really as great either. I mean yeah, finally I'm an adult but honestly the only thing different about me now is I actually have a car now. So my life is so awful anymore and it just perfect now isn't it?

   Instead I have continued my infamous single streak of the astonishing 2 years, currently reached an all time high of about 7 zits that plague my face right now creating the illusion that my face is a crater on the moon just in time for the first day of senior year, and to top it all off I have failed my New Years resolution of getting the guys to even notice my existence.

    I'm not that ugly am I? Well I guess you have to be virtually perfect in every physical way possible before you could even think about getting a glance from the opposite sex. Anything other than the perfect hair, the perfect butt, the perfect boobs, and perfectly much all the things you need to look like a Barbie will eliminate your chances of getting to plaster your envious relationship status in your Instagram bio for all the world to see.

   It's funny how you can think of all your problems in the shower isn't it. As I step out of the shower I reach over to turn off my Pandora that is just blasting a song from All Time Low, I realize that I have only 45 minuets to get ready for my first day of Senior year.

   "Shit!" I exclaim.

   I run to my room across the hall and practically throw on an outfit in record time of just 5 minutes. I dab on some makeup to limit the zombie look that I am currently sporting at this moment and try my best to tame the curly mane that is a lousy excuse of hair.

   Realizing that I have some time to spear I grab an apple and head out the door for my beat up old Camry. I know what you're thinking, you have what is now down to 30 minuets to get to school is a pretty long time, well you're wrong because I'm a girl and I can't perform acts of magic. (My letter from Hogwarts hasn't came in the mail. It is 7 years over due and I am still quite aggravated.)

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Pulling into Gregory Heights High School you may realize a few things:

1. Being a high school in Washington makes everything seem like a freaking scene from Twilight and that really isn't something to be proud of.

2. Like every other school in America the school is split by social classes- the jocks, the freaks, the preps, the nerds, and the crackheads in the corner. (Just picture a scene from Mean Girls and you've got my school down pat)

3. And that high school is basically Satan's Playground, where sluts and douche bags lurk in every corner!

   Finally finding a parking spot in the flooded sea of cars, I am distracted from my thoughts when I feel a hand on my shoulder.

   Turning to see who the heck has their hand on me, I realize that it is none other than the blond haired, blue eyes, egotistic bastard that has girls falling over him and who I call my best friend, Easton Briggs.

"You ready to face the last year of hell on Earth?" he questioned with determination in his deep blue eyes.

"Honestly, Easton, I don't think I'll ever be."

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