chapter 1: intro

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Life doesn't always work out the way you want it to. Who knew that a simple greeting  could change my life. Who would have thought that my father was an abusive monster? Well i didn't. I'm just an ordinary girl with a messed up life. Im socially awkward and an outcast because my ex bestie decided i wasn't good enough. Amanda was my better half but popularity got the best of hers.

My gosh, where are my manner. Mama taught me better. Hi, my name is Jenna. I play sport preferably tennis. I swim too but never have been an actual fan.

Jenna's POV
I woke up as per usual otherwise i wouldn't be able to tell my story. I mentally slap myself for being so blonde (im profoundly sorry to all blondes. I dont mean to offend you). Im brunette by the way and I'm in love with Math. Im not a geek or nerd though. I quickly took a shower and decided on wearing a black and white crop Jersey, black jeans and combat boots. I had to use makeup to cover all the scares my daddy gave me. I didn't eat. I never did because i wasn't allowed to do so. My dad always told me i was fat although you can literally see my ribcage kind of popping out. I had a job at a local coffee shop that paid me enough to get myself my necessities including food. Anywho, i left home early so that i could avoid daddy dearest and get to school.

Guess who greeted me as i walked into school? Mrs ex bitch royal highness. She wore so much pink and she was plastic. Literally. I hated pink because the world can't be all pink and filled with cupcakes and roses. I'm not, however, sadistic.
My day went buy pretty quick since i had tests the whole day. Like seriously, which teacher gives a test after another. Scree them all!!!

After school, i headed for work. During the course of time, the bell rang revealing Jack Summers, the hottest boy in school. He is 6'5 tall and i'm a 5'1.
He is the star player of the football team, captain, very social and popuar. Oh and not to forget, typical bad boy and player. Why do all good looking boys have to be players? Well all good boys go to heaven but bad boys bring heaven to you right?? I was just in the mood. That's  from Julia Michael's song Heaven.

Oh my gosh! He's coming my way. Breathe Jen and act natural. Im freaking out.

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