Chapter 1
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"Emily Johnson, get your butt down here right now! Don't you dare wear anything flattering either. You'll just embarras yourself.", I heard my father call from down stairs. I sigh and throw on my dark blue hoodie and hurry down the stairs. I didnt want to give my dad any reason to get mad at me today. It was my birthday after all. Although I knew that I wouldn't recieve any 'Happy Birthday' wishes from anyone, it still hurt that my own dad didn't have the time of day to remember. I say goodbye as I run out the door, jumped into my car, and pushed the speed limit as I headed to school. It's September, school just started weeks prier, and I couldn't be happier. School keeps me away from home where my father has drunken rages that never end pretty for me.
I arrive in the school parking lot with minutes to spare. I double check my arms to make sure the sleeves of my swearshirt were propery covering the bruises that were forming on my wrists from last night. When I am satisfied, I finally get out of the car and grab my book-bag. As I enter the school, everyone is bustling about trying to get to class before the bell rings. I peak around the corner and see Jake standing in his usual spot next to our first of three classes together.
Jake Houston is in my grade, junior year, and always manages to look hot in everything he wears. He has jet black hair that comes to a half inch above his eye-brows and is the biggest jock of the whole school. I've had a crush on him since eighth grade but he obviously doesn't know I exist. I'm a nobody. I have the smallest boobs, my dad constantly tells me I'm fat, and I have zero friends. Yep, that's exactly the type of girl Jake avoids.
He dates the cheerleaders who wear so much make-up that they look like a Barbie. That's where they get their name-sake, The Barbies is what I call the trio of girls who personally make my life a living hell. As I watch Jake talk to his three friends, Brian, Steven, and Luke. The head of The Barbies, Candice, walks right up to Jake. She grabs both sides of his face and gives him a quick make out session right in the middle of the hallway. Her two followers, Taylor and Anna, are right behind her as usual. I couldn't take anymore so I flee to my classroom.
My first class is Health with Mrs. Groom with Jake, Candice, Luke, and Anna with me. Two jocks and two Barbies all in one confined space with me is never fun. I attempt to pay attention to the class discussion on physical exercise, but Candice throwing daggers of lust towards Jake is enough to make me sick.
In all four years Jake has never said a word to me. Ever. I haven't said a word to him either but it's not like a nobody could walk up to a guy like him and expect everyone to be okay with that. It's not right.
After seeing one more lustful gaze from Candice, I felt too sick to stay in class. I quietly excuse myself and run to the bathroom. Not before hearing a rude remark from Candice.
"Ew, that girl can't even talk about exercise and she gets scared. Has she ever heard of a diet?"
Well, at least she noticed I existed for once. I never minded not existing before, but the older I get, the more I realize how I've never been on one date. Not like my abusive father would allow it.
After I feel better in the bathroom, I hear the bell ring and hurry to lunch where I find the corner table and sit alone, as usual. I get up to dump my tray and knock right into Jake, and spill my left over chili down the front of his shirt.
The cafeteria erupts in a chorus of "ooh, fight, fight, fight, fight!"
As I stand there like a statue. I've dreamed of the day Jake Houston finally noticed me, but it never was quite like this. I look up to meet his gaze, and all I see is pure rage. His eyes almost completely black. I jerk back in surprise as he lunges for the collar of my sweatshirt and drags me down the hallway. He turns into the gymnasium and goes straight to the rope. I look at it in fear as he approaches the rope. He ties one end around my waist, and hoists me up using the other end. I start to scream as I get higher in the air. I am deathly terrified of heights and I avoid them at all costs.
The four boys start laughing as I scream more and more profusely.
"That will teach you to watch where you're going! What a good for nothing slut." Jake yells.
I should hate him for putting me up here, but even as I looked in his eyes and saw rage, I still couldn't help but love him. I am terrified of him at the same time. I watched him as he turned and left out the gym door, leaving me tied up dangling from the rafters with tears streaming down my face.
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**authors note**
I promised this would be up days ago but I lied. A great start, huh? I promise to get better and post a chapter a week. Comment!! <33 love you all
