Never Again

Chapter 1

New place, new school, new everything. I hope my mum is right about what she says about everything being new. 

"C'mon dear, you dont want to be late for your first day at school. You too, James." My father points at my overprotective brother that rolls his eyes and walks out to put his dish away.

"Hurry up, Theresa. Their going to leave you if you don't." My mum bascially shoves me out the door and all you can hear is a mum cheering that she's alone in the house and dosen't want anything to reiun it. I swear, me and dad are the only ones that are descent. 

"Get in, Tessa!" James yells from the shotgun. I trug my feet into my dad's car and we drive off. I can't believe we moved from Boston to North Carolina. It's a huge move and I miss my bestie, Destiny. She was like a sister and my parents actually treated her like one of their own daughter. I hope she comes to visit soon because I don't know how long I can stand being lonely. James already has some friends here only because my mum thought it was a good idea to move him here first with my dad. 

"We're almost there." My dad announced once he finished his phone call earlier. The closer that we got  to the school the more I could feel my breakfast wanting to come back up. 

"Dad, I'm not feeling good."  I started feeling light-headed.

"Oh, no. Your not going to escape this one Theresa. You run away from your own problems and I'm going to put a stop to it, young lady." I looked at ther rear mirror and see dad giving me a stern look while still focusing on the road.

"Oh, no." I mumble and let my head hit the cold glass window, making the pain worse. If I knew this was going to happen, I would have woke up late. I pulled out my iPhone and texted Destiny.

Just minutes from entering school. wish me luck.- Tessa. Within seconds she responded.

Already ahead of you. i already prayed for you. Tell me if you see a cutie. ;) Love ya!- Destiny

She dosen't have to change anything because she still lives in Boston, while I'm just waiting to meet my doom and try to survive this horrible day. 

"Get out! I'm running a minute late to work." My dad rushed me just like my mum did. I grab my tribal pattern backpack and hopped out. "Have a great day." For a moment I mistaken my dad for one of the people behind a cashier. Before I can respond he already drove off.

"So what now James?" I turn to look at my brother who still has his earbuds in. I forcibly yank them away and James looks like he is about to kill me. 

"What?" He speaks softly than I expected and pulls me toward the school entrance. 

"It dosen't matter now. But where do I go now?" I hate being clueless, I like being that person to know every trick in the book. James only laughes at me and I hit his arm playfully.

"Main office, ask for your schedule." He points to a big fancy glass door, that has "Main Office" written in bold, black letters. 

" Oh, Okay then. See ya' later." I wave him off and walk towards the doors and spot a blonde boy sitting on a chair, with tight skiny jeans, and black everyting. Yeew, his your typical 'bad boy'.  I walk past him and hear a wolf whistle from him. Urgg.. I hate that type of shit, I'm clearly approriate for school the last time I checked, and I'm not like half of the female population wanting attention by wearing push up bras and short ass skirts.

"What's your name, dear?" I wonder how these nice people got stuck at this school. I mean walked past a few kids and they smelled liked weed and cigarettes. 

"Um.. Scott, Theresa." I give the lady a warming smile and she returns it. I think this school isn't that bad. 

"Here you go, sweetheart. Niall James Horan!!!" The boy from before walks in and smirks at me once he spots me. 

"Beatrice." He smirks once again. Such disrespectfulness from a student to a school helper. 

"Principle wants to see you. It's not even the second semester yet and your in trouble." Beatrice ,I suppose that's her name, starts having a converstion with Niall. I'm wasting time being here. My hand touches the cold metal bar and a voice calls after me.

"Stay a little while, dear. Niall go ahead to the principles office." She banishes him and I'm still wasting time and the first period bell already rung. 

"He's a good kid, don't think of him the way most of the school does." And I actually see the sincerity in her eyes.

"Well, first impression is everything." I left the room with a shocked old lady with a heartbreak expression. Humph, like he really is a good person, no one looks the way he does and is called a good person. So says my mother and the whole human population. 

I've been walking every way and know  I'm lost. Such a great way to start off the first day. I guess I'll just stay out in the hall ways and wait till' I see a descent student which is like a negative one hundred percent chance of happening. 

"Um.. Excuse me, but do you need help finding something or someone?" A voice interupts my highscore on Flappy Bird and I turn to face wherever the voice was coming from.

"Yeah, I really would appreciate it. I'm trying to find the AP social studies class." I smile at the way his eyes are full of warmth and happiness. It's quite nice knowing that  someone in this horrid schol has sense.

"I actually have your exact same schedule. You have a perfect GPA? That's not good for people like us to be suck at this school." He lifts his eyebrows in confusion as to why I'm here. 

"Yeah, after these few minutes I've been here. I took notes on that. It's a huge school for these types of students." I look around just to prove my point and the boy in the red plaid shirt chuckles.

"Yeah, I guess you can say that, but people like us are nothing, and I mean nothing, like the chaos that happens in the halls." An we both laugh the stuff that happens around the school on a daily basis.

"Liam! I need your help!" A female yells from down the hall must be one of the AP teachers.

"Coming!!" He yells and turns to face me again. "Don't worry about her. She's Mrs.Waton and as you can see my name is Liam Payne."  He starts walking and I think that's my que to follow him.