chapter 1

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Before i starts off with all this bullshit lemme ask you a question 

Why does love hurt so much? It rakes at ur heart and turns it black and blue. it is an irrational thing that makes you cuddle in bed with them at first and them hate them to the point where you want to hit them and scream at them till your face turns red.   Oh sorry for all those people who wanted the " and they lived happily ever after" story this a story about a socially dead girl....me.

Hey my name is Rena. I stand exactly 5'6 and lightskinned. I got a good body type nothing to brag over in my opinion. Enough about myself. I walk clutching tight to my books. I hate transferring to a new school. Cliques already formed. Thotties already started their hobby. Barbies reined supreme. the thought of me walking into all that send chills up and down my arm. I finally got to the school and all eyes were on me. i bit the bottom corner of my lip and walked to the front office staring at the tiles only occasionally looking up to see if i passed the office. Finally i rounded the corner to see the office and rushed in. As soon as i opened the door the smell of latex gloves and an overdose on lysol invaded my nose. 

Me: um excuse me do you know where i could find the counselor

the pale old lady sitting at the front of the desk raised one finger pointing behind me not even bothering to give me the slightest of her attention in the process. I walked toward her to see a guy walking out . No scratch that he was a sex god. He was a light brown skin color. He had full lips that I had been staring at for a little to long. He wore a black and blue muscle shirt and black jeans and black and blue Jordan's. From my guess he was around 6'0. I looked at him and quickly looked down as the palms of my hands turned sweaty and cold.i tighten the grip of the books to my chest. He bumped into me an my books shattered everywhere. I blinked my eyes rapidly not processing my books fell. i let out a huff and bent down to pick up the books. He, to my surprise, bent down as well stacking all of my books in a neat pile before giving them to me 

???: I'm sorry about that love

His beautiful chocolate eyes burning into mine before touching my arm with his hand and walking off. as he removed his hand it felt like fire had caught where his hand just was. A white blazing fire. I turned to the door stalking off completely forgetting why i was in the office until a voice snapped me out of my reprieve

assistant principal : Um Serena? forgot your schedule already? come on in  and we will get started

sorry that this is short but its my first chapter so please be patient thank you lovers

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