Hi my name is Dalila I'm the girl with good grade a good body and a good since of humor and a great friends but I'm not the girl with a good boyfriend a good car or house I currently drive a small car and live in a apartment on the bad side of California my boyfriend's name is max hugan we have been a couple for over 1 year now my mom became best friends with his mom so we hung out a lot over time in noticed he is very vilent and judgemental and scary .
And it's also the first day of school and I'm kinda dreading going I through on a blue croptop that says don't talk and some light washed skinny jeans and my White vans I tied my hair up into a messy bun and did my mascara with some eyeliner and lipgloss I stopped by Starbucks before I got to school I pushed the doors open and spotted Ethan and Carly they where talking by some ones locker I pushed through the crowd of people screaming ,curesing , shoving I was a couple steps away from my friends when someone grabbed my wrist I turned and saw max with a devilish look in his eyes great I though to myself what now I slap on a fake smile and ask him how his summer was we haven seen each other at all during summer I spent most of it with Carly and Ethan because max was with his mom and dad __
~ Flashback to summer ~
Ethan I scream as he lifts me over his head and throughs me into the pool I come up outa the water and start splashing himHe jumps in right beside me sending waves over my head I jumped on him and held onto him 5 minutes later his brother Grayson walked through the gate with out a shirt he had his football helmet in his hand with his football pants on he had sweat beads forming on his forehead and his hair was all floppy he looked kinda hot tbh he looked over at me and Ethan having fun he rolled his eyes and scofed and opened the back door and walked in I went back to splashing Ethan .__ at Carly's we went to the mall got Starbucks of course and got our nails dun its so nice to have friends like mine some nights I'd stay at Ethan's house or Carly's apartment __
~ Present day ~Max scoffs and twists my wrist when no one watches he leans into my ear and whispers baby girl don't act so nice cuz your not u slut he spat in my face as he he walks off I hold my wrist in my palm as I walk to the locked Ethan and Carly are standing by
E-hey dilila I talked to the principal and he gave us lockers right next to each other but unfortunately since alfibetical order Grayson is right next to us to
C- ya that stinks but he is by Ethan
D-thats cool and what's so bad about him
E- don't tell anyone but you know how he is head of the football team and has a motorcycle
D-ye
E- well he seems like the mean kid that is the bad fuckboy but when he isn't around people from school he goes home and drops his whole cool kid act
D- really eth
E- ya I seen him watching the note book yesterday haha
C- welp I gota go hoes by
We all started walking off to are classes
~skip classes now at lunch~
I rushed towards the cafeteria and sat with my besties we sat at the table right next to the jocks I didn't eat because if I did in front of max he would call me a fat whore and would slap me so I just twiddled my fingers while I noticed a purple bruise around my wrist I tuck it between my legs and sit there zoned out until I look up and see Grayson staring at me I give him a slights smile he started to smile the he looked away I looked towards Ethan and Carly as the where talking about a sleepoverE- umm I can
C- I can't I have to get a job my mom said
D- I can but not at my apartment
I try to avoid that place as much as possible because I hate it the floors Creek the heater nor the AC work the water tased bad and the carpet was stained bad .
E-u can come over to my house this weekend
D- OK
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I hope you guys like it make sure to vote if you do comment if you don't but I take suggestions dililas friends don't know she gets abused except Ethan but he can't tell anyone

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