Ch 1; him.

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Bethany's POV

'Why me?' Is all I could think about. Why was I ugly? Why did everybody hate me? Why do I hate myself? Nobody cared about me. Yet nobody bullied me, because I'm just the quiet nerd. They can't use my back story against me because they don't know it. Nobody knows my backstory. All these thoughts were running threw my head until I slam into another body. I quickly picked my stuff up and stood up and found myself looking deeply into dark blue eyes.

'Are you okay?' He mumbled.

'Im fine.' And with that I walked away.

I finally made myself into the classroom, taking a seat in the back of the room and opening a book I was currently obsessed with. Which was called the fault in our stars by john green. My thoughts were again interrupted.

'This seat taken?' The boy I ran into today asked.

'Nope, it's all yours.'

'That's a good book.' He said sitting down.

'Indeed, I love the author.' He smiled at me.

'Nash.' I look up at him.

'What?' I asked confused.

'My names Nash if you were wondering. Nash Grier.' He smiled his eyes turning a bright blue but start to darken as Dillon Rupp comes in the room.

'AYE GRIER FOUND YOURSELF A GIRL?' He yelled across the room. Nash's face whitens as Dillon walks over here.

'Hey beautiful, why you talking to this nerd?' He smiled at me.

'Because he's a nice kid unlike you.' I said as I threw him a twisted smirk.

'Oh a girl with a attitude, I like.' He smirked. I stood up from my seat and smack him across the face and pulled him close so my lips were touching his ear.

'Don't fuck with me.' I growled and pushed him. His eyes turned to fear and he mumbled a sorry and walked away. Nash looked at me wide eyed.

'What?' I questioned.

'Every girl wants Dillon..' He stumbled out.

'Well I mean I don't want to be used for one night so I rather not deal with him.'

'You're lucky he's harmless to girls or he could rui-' I cut him off by saying,

'I wouldn't be scared even if he was harmful, you don't know what I'm capable of.' I spat and with that he shut up and class has started.

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