I Don't Belong In This World >>Sad Corbyn Fanfic<<

Jackson

I'm starting to think this school isn't as bad as I thought. The students mostly seem friendly. "Abbie!" I heard a familiar voice call my name. I turn. It's Addison. And her group of friends. Just great. "Yes?" I asked her. "What class do you have sis?" she asked me happily. "Literature." I stated dryly. "Ooo me too! Lets go to class together!" she clapped. I shot a glance at one of the popular girls. Her face was thick with make-up. She smiled at me. I tilted my head slightly and half-heartedly attempted a smile. "I have Lit too gurlll! Let's go together!" the make-up qween cheered. Obviously to Addison. I shrugged Addison's hand off my shoulder and walked off. Only for her and make-up qween to catch up with me. "Uh... You're Abbie right?" make-up qween attempted to start a conversation with me. I just nodded slightly. "Nice to meet you Abbie! I'm Maddie Ziegler!" she beamed, holding out her arms as though she wanted me to hug her. Wait. Maybe she did. I awkwardly hugged her back.
[Literature]
"Good morning ladies. Why are you late?" the teacher asked in a fake nice tone. I braced myself. "Alright let's see. I have a life, I have friends, and I am popular. Need anymore reasons?" Maddie asked, ticking off her fingers. The teacher sighed. "And I'm guessing you two are the new students?" he turned to me and Addison. Addison nodded enthusiastically. "Yep! I'm Addison!" she said cheerfully. I rolled my eyes. Yea I do know that I do that a lot. But you can't blame me. "And you?" he jerked his chin at me. "I'm Abbie." I said quietly. "Alright Abbie, take a seat in front of Mr. Jackson. Jackson, behave." he told Jackson sternly. Oh god. That popular boy. Why does this shit happen to me? I think god hates me, that's why. I sat down on my seat, trying to avoid eye contact with Jackson.
>>Jackson's pov<<
Hmm. Abbie is kinda pretty. At least she's prettier than Maddie. Maddie was my latest hook up. But only because she's popular. All those make-up she wears makes her look like a living barbie doll caked in yea make-up. Her eyeliner was overdone, she used too much concealer and foundation, and her blush. Probably the worst of everything. She literally looked like a pikachu. Like I'm not even exaggerating. One thing I noticed about Abbie is that her eyes lack the shine that is present in her sister's. I know she isn't shy. Although she said her nane quietly, I know she isn't shy. She can fool others, but not me. I can read people. From their expressions, everything. As she sat down beside me, I turned to her. "Psst. Abbie." I hissed. She was about to look at me but something made her think again and she shook her head and mumbled to herself before looking back down at her desk. "Abbie!" I hissed louder, jabbing her with my pen. "What!" she turned, hissing at me. I recoiled at her sudden outburst. "I just wanted to talk! Jeez woman!" I muttered, rolling my eyes. "I don't" she said and turned back quickly. Fucking bitch. She should be honored. Well whatever. One day she would open up. But now, "Hey hottie~" I cooed to Addison. She jerked her head up to look at me and blushed like crazy. Her face literally turned red. Cute. "Ye-Yea?" she stuttered. I smirked at her and she blushed even harder. "Wanna hang after school?" I threw my signature wink at her. She nodded vigorously. I chuckled. "See ya sweet thing~" I winked at her again. Her breathing got really loud at that and she turned to talk to her friend.
>>Abbie's pov<<
Ugh. Playboy. This is exactly why I don't like the popular boys. I- 'RINGGGG' the bell interrupted my train of thoughts. I quickly grabbed my converse bag to go. However, god decided that getting disturbed by the popular playboys wasn't enough and decided to punish me even more. "Hey bitch," someone shoved me. "Where do you think you're going huh?" she spun me around to face her and pushed me again. It was one of Addison's friends. "What's your problem!" I exclaimed at her. Addison and make-up qween was standing behind her, hands over their mouths. Addison had this regretful look on her face, not that I actually cared. With a sister like her, who needs enemies? "Bitch I'm talking to you! Listen when I'm talking!" she shouted, slapping me. I clenched my fists. "Who. Do. You. Think. You. Are. To. Slap. Me?!" I shouted at her, willing myself not to explode and beat her up. Or for myself to breakdown and cry. "I'm the qween of this school. That's why." she said snobbily. "Well then. It's high time somebody put you back in your place." I muttered before shooting her a smile. Before she could open her mouth again, I punched her. Over and over again.
>>Jackson's pov<<
Wow. One fucking word can describe what's happening in front of me. She was so quick. So, so quick. Faster than I ever thought possible. She is also the only girl who ever dared to talk back to Marissa, much less hit her. I was right about her not being shy. There was the proof. Right in front of us. Where Abbie had straddled the waist of Marissa and started punching her face. She meant to leave a scar on Marissa's 'flawless' face. Why was I even so surprised? Marissa is weak. All bark but no bite. But she's hot though. Maybe it's because Abbie is new. Well whatever. I'm hanging out with Addison today. 'Cause why not. She's hot, I'm hot, perfect.
>>Abbie's pov<<
"ABBIE!" someone shouted. I stopped momentarily and turned. It was Sana and Carrie. "Hey guys. What's up?" I asked awkwardly, getting off Marissa. "What were you doing?! That's Marissa! She's going to make your life a living hell for that!" Sana whisper-shouted. "As if." I mumbled. "What lesson is it now for you guys?" I asked them, changing the subject. "It's break for all of us dumbass," she laughed, pushing me slightly. "Hey. What's up?" a male voice said from behind. I whirled around, muscles clenching, ready for a fight. I relaxed when I saw it was just Corbyn. He smiled at me. "Mind if I join, ladies?" he asked. Awh. He has manners. Haha I'm so humorous. Note the sarcasm. "Ye-yea!" Sana stuttered. "Gimme a moment Corbyn. I just need to talk to Abbie." I looked at her. She dragged me out of the chair to the back of the school. "What was that for?" I asked, annoyed. "Corbyn, the most popular guy, had just asked to sit at our table. How are you so calm about it!" she screeched. "Alright alright just calm your ass down and go back ok?" I made calming motions with my habds, laughing. We went back to the table quickly. "Hey. What was that for?" Corbyn asked jokingly. "Nothing, hun!" I said in a sickeningly sweet voice before bursting out laughing. Corbyn hung with us for the entire break period. He's actually really nice. Unlike what I thought.

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A/N:
Ok I'm so late I'm not even kidding hahahaha. Welp it's just that I got really obsessed with WWE and started watching them whenever I have free time instead of updating the chapters plus sChOoL sTaRtEd ugh. Well... THANK YOU Gio_101 you're the one who gave me "inspiration" to continue writing dis AND the only one who actually likes this book lmao ilysm♥