knee socks. {h.s}

Chapter 1

Alex's POV

You know what's shitty? School. You know what's super shitty? Being the new kid for the 10th time at a new school because your mom can't find a good boyfriend who doesnt beat the shit out of her.

Or me.

My alarm went off ten minutes ago but look at me, im still laying down in bed. God Dammit Alex suck it up.

With a groan, I stumble out of bed and into the shower. It's my first day at another new school the fourth one this year and its barely August.

I let the hot water run over my body, hoping it will relax me, and shower, wincing when the hard pressured water runs over the fading bruises on my body. They're everywhere. But Mom promises that he wont be back. We're in London now. Thousands of miles away from America. He should'nt find us right?

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After my shower i change. I slip on a slightly baggy Nirvana t-shirt, and haphazardly tuck it into my black leather skater skirt. I glance in the mirror and sigh when i see the several bruises and scars covering my lower legs. I slip on my black socks that rest right above my knee to conceal the marks.I slip on my black vans and run to my mirror to brush my hair out and scrunch some mousse into my long brown curly locks. I put a coat of mascara on my lashes, and some tinted lipbalm. What can i say I'm lazy. I glance into the mirror and my incredibly dark brown eyes, inherited from my real father who died in a crash when i was 10, are rimmed with dark purple circles. I never get sleep, so i whip out some concealer and dab it onto my undereyes.

"ALEXXX GET DOWN HERE YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL HUN"

I run down the stairs, grabbing my black jansport bag that rested at the bottom of the steps.

"Bye Mom" I say, giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "Are'nt you gonna eat some breakfast first?" she asks. "Nah I'm fine Mom, don't want to be late on my first day. Bye, love you!" I say shutting the door behind me, and beggining the walk to the end of the street, where the bus should pick me up. When i reach the curb, the bus pulls up, and i step inside, sighing a sigh of relief when i notice theres no one else in here. I give a quick smile to the bus driver and shuffle to the last seat in the back of the bus. I settle in, grab my phone from my backpack and plug in my head phones, jamming the next song that plays. A Nirvana song. Hell Yes.

Here we are now, entertain us.

I feel stupid and contagious.

He we are now, entertain us.

"Ahem" A deep voice says. I look up, quirking my eyebrow. "Can I help you?" I say sarcasticly. What can I say I'm the sassmaster Alex.

I make eye contact and look at the boy, who towers over me, leaning his arm over my seat.

Holy Shit he's gorgeous. Chocolate colored curls lay atop his head, and he has the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. Deep emerald colored framed with long thick eyelashes.

"Well,love" He speaks, with a heavy English accent, "you are sitting in my seat". I search around my seat stupidly. "Well, I don't see your name on it" I say, voice innocent but dripping with sarcasm.

He chuckles "Fiesty, I see" he speaks huskily.

I roll my eyes. "There are plenty of other seats, go find one" I say flashing him my sweetest smile.

"Nah, love, I think I'd much rather enjoy the view here" He says, raking his eyes over my body, winking. He slides into the seat next to me. Arms purposely rubbing with mine. I scrunch my nose in disgust, and return my focus to the window. "I'm Harry. What's your name Love?"

"I'm Alex. Nice to fucking meet you"

He chuckles, prominate dimples denting his cheeks.

Well fuck me.

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ALRIGHT DEN DAT WAS THE FIRST CHAPTER DID U LIKE IT OR NAH.lol sorry. Anyways I swear this will get better i have soo many ideas for this plot. So please vote and comment!! Byeeeeee

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