Mrs. All American

Brown Eyed Mystery

Calum Pov*

I woke up to the sound of glass breaking.

Typical morning for me. Having my dad drop his beer bottles are common for him. Constantly drunk and angry.

"Caaallum!!" My dad slurred yelling at me.

"What?"

"Y-you need-d to go to school." He yelled back

"K" I yelled back.

I hate school. Like not the typical 'I hate homework and the teachers are mean' type of hate. Like the type when no one likes you and you have no friends type of hate.

I grab a sweatshirt and pants to hide my scars and bruises.

I don't even say goodbye to my dad as I walk out of the broken home and head to hell.

As I walk in I see people are whispering and pointing. But it isn't at me which is surprising but to a girl that I have never seen before. She had big green eyes, freckles on her nose and cheeks, and long brown hair. She was stunning. She kept looking at a piece of paper like she was lost.

She was walking towards me but I didn't move out of the way just in time cause she ran into me and we both fell to the ground.

Everyone started laughing so I quickly left the scene not wanting to be physically hurt today. I felt bad for leaving her though.

I made it to Mr. Browns chemistry class and headed back to my empty table cause no one wants to sit with me. I am not smart enough to be a partner for anyone. Everyone started coming in when my biggest bully Michael Clifford came up to me.

"What up faggot? Ready for a beating?" He smirked at me.

I winced away in fear. He always calls me that and I will never get used to it.

"Class take you seats. Mr. Clifford go to your seat." Mr. Brown said

He walked toward his seat and say down

We were about 5 minutes into class when I see the girl walk in.

Hello I am suspecting that you are Cassie?"

Mr. Brown said

"Yes sir I am." Cassie said sheepishly

Cassie, has a beautiful ring to it

"Tell something about yourself Cassie. By the way I am Mr. Brown" Mr.Brown said

"Ok umm well I am from America,"

"No shit" Michael said. Everyone snickered at her.

Man I want to punch Michael in the face so bad right now.

"Be quiet Michael Clifford ,Please continue Cassie"

"Well as I said I am from America, and I like to play American Football and Soccer, and ride horses"

"Let me guess you shoot guns too!" Michael said while doing a phony cowboy accent

"Yeah and I am pretty good at it too." She said smirking at him. BURN!!!! I wish I had enough courage to say a comeback like that!

Everyone in the classroom went "oooooo" then Mr. Brown said "alright that is enough Cassie go take a seat over there next to Calum."

I froze when he said my name. She can't sit next to me!

She walked over to my table and smiled at me. I kept a straight face and looked at my hands tugging my selves down self consciously. I can't have her seeing my scars.

The rest of class was boring as usual and after Mr. Brown asked me to show Cassie around.

I didn't talk to her cause I don't want her to talk to me. She doesn't deserve me. And I don't deserve her.

She asked me why I was so quiet and I didn't respond I took her to her class and headed to Art.

-------------------skip to lunch

I went to my usual spot on the other side of the lunch room where no one sat.

I pulled out a random book in my backpack and started to read. I don't eat at lunch cause I don't need to. I am already big enough.

I was deep into reading when I hear Michael sit across from me "hello faggot"

A/N

Okay so end of chapter with a bit of a cliff hanger.

I love all your faces

Peaceskies,

Addison<3