Dead End

Chapter 1 - Another Dreadful Year..

Yay! I finally have the chance to write and publish this! I am usually really busy. I apologize. Okie so, I didn't know what to write about and so I thought I would just let you get to know me and read about dis. t is just a little story I made up. Nothing much..  Hope yu like it!! :D If yu don't like it and you hate it and you think I should burn in hell for writing this, please..let me know.  =)  <33

My name is Skylar. I am currently at the age of 15.  I grew up in a small town in Tennessee. I was never popular in any way and I was pretty much ignored by everyone, including the teachers. I never got called on to do anything, which I was greatful for..I never yelled out answers. I never appealed to anyone. I never spoke a word to anyone at school except for this boy, Peyton. I was just mute to everyone else around me.

 

                -------HIGH SCHOOL---------9TH GRADE---------

It's the first day of high school. Great. A new year. Ugh..  

 I weighed 98 lbs, though, I felt so fat. I wish could be like all of the pretty girls. They always had boys staring at their asses. But me..ha..no way. No boy ever looked at me. Well..they did, but they would always give me this weird look like I was alien to them. 

Mekaylah. She was my worst nightmare.. She always made me feel like I was nothing. She always kicked me when I was down. She was really skinny,of course. She weighed probably like 10 lbs. She wasn't really that attractive to me.. But of course I am a girl so I don't know if I would want to find her attractive. She has a "GREAT" ass..at least that's what all of the guys say about her. That's really all they ever said about her. . . . . .  Mekaylah would always talk about all of the boyfriends she had, and how good the sex was with them. There was this one guy that she liked. . . . Peyton ..The most beautiful living creature there ever was...... I liked him too..but every time I would get near him, she would throw this icy glare at me, so I would back away or go somewhere else while I watched her throw herself all over him.

Peyton was..normal ..and he didn't try to get with every girl in the school. He never really talked about any girls he liked.. I'm not really sure if he ever really liked anyone. Peyton was really quiet and he tried not to cause too much attention to himself ...that's why I liked him. He was just like me. He was also a pretty troubling kid.  He didn't really take school as seriously as he should've. I had known him ever since the second grade. And he had failed the same grade that I did... What a coincidence?!  Anyway..  He had dark hair, snake bites on his bottom lip, and an eye brow piercing. He was pretty tall compared to me. He always smelled SO good. His scent was breath taking.. Some of the things that he says or does just leaves me dumbfounded.

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Anyway,on the first day of school, I didn't know where to go. I assumed I had to go to the gym, where I heard a lot of loud voices screaming out at other people. It sounded awful. I really didn't want to go in there, but I had to.  So I did.  As I walked in the gigantic gym, I felt all eyes on me. I looked around the room and I saw a lot of familiar faces. I was held back in 3rd grade, so I always felt ashamed and embarrassed when the people a grade above me saw me walking in the hall. It had been a year since I had seen any of them. And I must say..It was an amazing year without them. When I was in the 8th grade, they moved on to high school, so I was in the highest grade in my school. But..unfortunately, the year had to end and I just had to move on to the high school as well and become the lowest of the low once again.. as if that would ever change.

 I walked toward three unfamiliar ladies in the center of the gymnasium. When I finally reached them, they were talking and hadn't noticed me standing there. I stood there for about thirty seconds until I tapped one lady's shoulder. She looked at me oddly..

"Oh hello. Sorry I didn't see you standing there. My apologies. Ok..what is your name?" said the lady

"Skylar." I said quietly

"I'm sorry what was that?" the woman repeated herself as I must have not spoken loud enough.

"Skylar ..." I yelled a little ..which wasn't really a yell. She still didn't quite hear me all that well.

She looked at me the same way you would look at a really long word that you couldn't pronounce. She began to skim through the long list of names. I looked around while she did so.   As I observed the large room, I saw a couple making out. I'm pretty sure that the teachers wouldn't notice if they were having sex..  I also  saw Mekaylah on the bleachers talking to Peyton. He looked miserable. He was staring at me, and I met his gaze. He looked so gorgeous. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a black shirt, which had words on that I couldn't read, because I was too far away. His hair was messy and it was so cute. He had it perked up a little bit. . . . Mekaylah snapped her fingers in his face, trying to steal his attention away from me. He jumped a little and looked over at her. I was about 40 feet away from him and Mekaylah. She was like all up in his face..and she had her hands at his crotch..just keeping them there.  He finally pushed her off of him and she glared at him icily, and then gave him this slutty smile. She put her hands back where they were before..but this time her hands were on his crotch. He just rolled his eyes and avoided all eye contact with her.

"Ok, Skylar. Mrs. Grisham is your home-room teacher.  Um.. Right over there. You'll see her when you go over there.  Have a nice day sweetie." she dismissed me and carried on with her conversation with the other teachers.

As I began walking toward the woman I assumed was Mrs. Grisham, ..Mekaylah yelled my name..

"Skylar!" She squealed my name. I glared at her. I looked around and everyone was staring. I just waved at her and frowned. I hated being the center of attention. Everyone always stares at me like I'm not good enough to be hanging out with her..

"Hi Skylar.  Just take a seat on the bleachers hun."  said my homeroom teacher, giving me an obvious fake smile. I could tell she was going to be a fairly strict teacher. I already knew I was going to end up on her shitlist.

I didn't say anything as I walked over to where Mekaylah was sitting. I looked at her for a second as she patted the empty spot beside her, motioning me to sit with her. I then looked at Peyton and he met my gaze. I walked over and sat by him. Mekaylah looked quite confused as to why I sat beside him and not her. Then she glared at me. I just smiled at her, worried that she might punch me later for even getting near Peyton..

"Hey Peyton." I said meeting his gaze. I glanced over at Mekaylah, then I turned my attention back to him.

"Hey.." he said giving me a shy smile. I smiled back at him and moved closer to him, just to piss off Mekaylah.

20 minutes passed and the gym started to fill up with students. Our teacher motioned us to follow her. Everyone stood up and began to walk behind her. I lagged behind, letting everyone in front of me. Peyton followed behind me and Mekaylah jumped in front of him, so he couldn't be near me. I hadn't been in the school building for thirty minutes and I was already dreading the rest of the year. I just wanted it to be over already...