The New Girl.

I'm Frank, by the way.

~Tuesday, November 12th, 6:45 am. Emily's first day

Emily's P.O.V.

I could hear the sound of my alarm blaring, but I was reluctant to shut it off because that meant accepting the day has started and I have to face my first day at a new school, exciting? not. It's senior year and I'm starting halfway through the first semester, alone, which means no friends. But I'm used to that anyway.

"Emily shut that damnd thing off before I shove it up your ass!" my dad hollered from down the hall. With a sigh, I slammed my fist down on the snooze button but made no effort to move. A few minutes later, of course, I hear angry feet slapping against the hardwood before my door swings open, to reveal my father, who looks more than pissed "Get the fuck up and ready for school, scum bag" he spits before slamming my door closed again.

Sighing again I sit up and swing my legs over the side of my bed and place my bare feet on the floor. 'another day of hell' I thought to myself and decided I didn't care about my appearance today and threw on an iron maiden hoody and a pair of black skinny jeans, accompanied by a light layer of foundation and black eyeliner. Finally, I slipped on my sneakers and walked out of the house.

On my way, I lit up a cigarette and put on 'Lithium' by Nirvana, when suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder and I nearly jumped out of my skin, I pulled out one of my earbuds and turned around to be met with soft, hazel eyes and a black mohawk with bleached sides, who was just taller than I was. "Sorry, I didn't mean to spook you" he apologized "my friends are ditching today and I see you have a smoke, could I bum one? please" he asked "Uh, yeah sure" I mumbled, pulling out my pack of camels "here you go" he smiled gratefully "thanks a lot, where you headed?" he lit the smoke and inhaled the chemicals "to school" I laughed slightly "oh, right duh" he scratched the back of his neck "so wait are you new or something?" I nodded "yeah" my answer was short "do you want me to show you the way?" his hazel eyes sparkled hopefully "okay, that sounds nice" he smiled at me, I returned it and let him lead the way. "I'm Frank, by the way," he said "Emily" my voice was soft.

"~And this is the cafeteria, this is the library and here we are! the administration office!" he smiled triumphantly, after naming off everything we passed, from the spot we met at to here. 'i wonder why he's being so nice'.

I shook my thoughts and thanked him before entering the small office "Hello, what can I help you with this morning?" the man behind the desk smiled warmly "uh... I'm uh-" "you must me Emily Pethers, yes?" I nodded with a small blush "perfect, I already have everything set for you, here's your schedule with all your classes and times on it. Have a good day!" after thanking him I quickly rushed out of there, only to run into a body.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry" I rushed out, feeling stupid "It's fine" I look up to see Frank "oh, hi Frank" "hi, I wanna see your classes!" he said eagerly "erm.. okay" I pulled the now crumpled piece of paper out of my pocket and handed it to him "cool, we have math and music together!" 'why was he so happy about this?' I thought to myself "well, math is first so we better get going" he said grabbing my arm and pulling me down the hall 'probably cause his friends arent here' I answered my thought.

Math was boring the whole day was boring, I think the most nonboring part was when Frank slipped on a banana peel on our way out of school at the end of the day.

"Ah you think that's funny?" he asked, standing up and dusting himself off "only a little" I giggled to which he shook his head "some people can be so, rude" he placed a hand over his chest in a dramatic way "calm down, drama queen" he smiled at me, his smile was so cute 'no stop thinking like that, he's only hanging with you because his friend arent around'

Suddenly his phone buzzed and he frowned "sorry, it's my buddy. Gotta go" and with that, he was gone and I continued the rest of my walk home, alone.

To my dismay, my father's car was in the driveway when I got back. "Where the fuck have you been" he screamed, obviously drunk "school?" wasn't it obvious. He scoffed "dumb ass, don't even know why you go, y' aren't learning nothing obviously" he slurred, I frowned at his comment and turned to go to my room, but he caught me by my elbow "not so fast, go make dinner" he spat and shoved me towards our grimy kitchen. I just want to be free.

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It gets better, I promise.