Story.Of.My.Life.

Chapter 1

Katie's POV

"Get your ass up!" Anne by lovely sister shouted at me. What a good thing to start off my day! Ha not.

You know, for a 19 year old, you would think she'd act more mature. I'm the good one in the family. Just your average 17 year old who goes to the hell hole everyday also known as High School. I go to West Green High. I'm not a cheerleader who is basically anorexic. Yet, I'm not a total fat-ass, but I am a little chunky.

I quickly got dressed in my faded out jeans and a plain yellow top. I went downstairs and fixed me some cereal, and put on my shoes.(If you would call them that) I look around and the apartment is a total wreck. Now would be one of those times I wish mom or dad were here to make her clean her own damn mess up, but six months ago they were in a a car wreck, which my mom died on the spot and my dad in the hospital an hour later.

I quickly shake that thought out of my head and headed to my car. Or should I say my car, but my sister is always using it, because I lost my license and waiting for a new one to be mailed in. "Hurry up! Danny is coming over in an hour and I need to get back and get ready!" Bitch.

I got in the car and she immediately slammed the gas pedal which caused me to hit my head on the dash.

"Anne, what the hell!" that freaking hurt. "Well, don't take your precious time getting up and maybe I wouldn't have to hurry!" She replied back with a smirk on her face. "Whatever," I mumbled under my breath.

She dropped me off and now I'm back at the hell hole. It's the middle of April and exams just finished last week. Thank god.

I walk to my locker and I see Jake at the end of the hall.Of course the fake girl whores are surrounding him. They disgust me.With their fake tans, fake boobs, fake noses, and painted with makeup, with barely any clothes on. How can they walk around like that? There is a dress code here. Oh, I forgot, the principle is a man whore. Even though he has a family, he sleeps with anyone with boobs. His wife dosnt have a clue what's going on. What a happy, perfect family.

My thoughts were interupted my Jake, when he slapped the books right out of my hands, which hit the floor.

He was laughing. I bent down to pick them up feeling angry and sad. Then one of the "plastics" kicked my shin. Damn that hurt. Jake stopped laughing but there was still a grin on his face. He's a dick, but I still am head over heels. Literally , Samantha's ( head of the plastics) heel was inches away then someone shoved her down causing her to cry. Oh come on, wussy.

I looked to see who that person was. I didnt recognize him. He pulled me up, and took me in an empty classroom. Oh, shit. He's gonna rape me. No, why would he do that? He just helped me. Well, idk. Boys are boys . Yeah, he's not gonna rape me, I'm not even pretty. What is gonna happen though??