Chapter 1

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(W/Y/L) - Where you live

(B/F/N) - Best friends name

(Y/F/S) - Your favorite song

(F/TV/S) - Favorite TV show

(F/S/F) - Favorite snack food

Bold - You

Bold and Italic - Friend


Trigger Warning: Minor Language


It was a normal day in (W/Y/L). You were at school waiting for the stupid dismal bell to ring. It was the last day of school. The last day of 8th grade. The last day of middle school. You looked towards the clock.

'5 more minutes (Y/N). You can do this.'

You look back towards the board. The teacher was going over high school requirements and stuff we could do to get ready for the 9th grade during the summer. You honestly don't know why she's doing it. The entire class was either asleep or talking to a neighbor. Hell, more than half the kids weren't even in the right seats.

After what seemed like 5 hours, the bell finally rang. You along with everyone else got up and walked out of the class ignoring the teacher's protest. You kept walking until you reached your locker. You grabbed your bag and walk out. You were just off school grounds when someone shoved you hard enough that you fell on your knees. "Hey! Watch where you're going!"

You rolled your eyes, got up and kept walking. Knowing exactly who shoved you. You were about to pull out your phone and put in your headphones when you felt someone grab your arm. "Not going to apologize?"

You turned and looked up at the person holding you. "Am I supposed to, Ryker?" you snarled back as you pulled your arm out of his grip.

Standing in front of you was Ryker Johnson and his friends. The bullies of the school. These kids would insult anything that had two legs. Including the teachers. They were very good at hurting people and even better at getting on your nerves. Luckily, you learned what to do and say to get out of these situations.

"Yeah, you're supposed to apologize. Especially if it's someone more superior to you."

"Okay then, where's the more "superior" person? Because I don't see anyone besides a bunch of fucking idiots. And if your pea-sized brain is too dumb to comprehend that, I'm just gonna say it straight out. I'm talking about you and your friends."

He growled and you knew you had made him mad. Out of the blue, he swung at you. You dodged it in time and quickly swept him off his feet. He fell flat on his back and looked at his friends. "Get her!"

You sighed as three of them ran at you at once. 'Let's end this quickly.' You thought, getting into a fighting stance.

The first one who reached you had their fist up ready to hit you. You grabbed his fist and kicked him in the gut, sending him back into the second guy. The third guy tried to kick you and you grabbed his foot and pulled him forward making him lose his balance and fall on his butt in front of you. You walked towards the fourth and last guy. You got into a fighting stance and so did he. 'So this guy has experience, this should be fun.'

He started to run at you, you sighed and shook your head. 'Rookie mistake.' you thought as he neared you. He swung and you caught his fist. He smirked and swung his other fist going in for the uppercut. You grabbed his fist again with your other hand. You pushed him away and were about to make your move when you felt something grab your foot. Before you could react, you were being pulled down to the ground. You hit the ground hard. Your forehead throbbing in pain. You grimaced as you sat up only for you to be brought back down. You opened your eyes to see two of Ryker's buddies pinning your wrist down and the other two holding your feet down.

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