chapter 1

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I groaned as I got out of bed. I wasn't looking forward to going back. Westbridge high was my own personal hell.

I was very outgoing and confident before I switched schools. Moving to this town changed my life for the worst.

My dad got a promotion and therefore we had to move. It's been a year since we left our old town behind.

As I make my way to my closet I feel the overwhelming fear I do almost every day . I wanted to fit in but I couldn't. I wasn't exactly ugly but to them I was. On my first day at Eastmoore I arrived in a hoodie,tee and jeans. From then on I was bullied mainly because of my clothing and the fact I do all my work.

I wanted to look nice today for some reason. Who knows maybe this year will be different. I picked out some high waist black jeans and a dark jumper.

After half an hour I was ready

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After half an hour I was ready. I grabbed a apple and left for hell.

Sat on the sweaty old school bus was torture . I had names shouted at me and items hurled at me. I was kind of glad when the bus came to a stop outside school. Then I remembered Brianna and here followers were obviously gonna corner me before I even made it to homeroom.

Thanks for reading. I know it was short but it's just the intro and things should get better.

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