Chapter 1: Bullies

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Chapter 1: Bullies
"I"m sorry! Okay! I know I'm a worthless piece of shit! I know I don't deserve to live!" I start to walk towards my room when my father grabs my wrist and spins me around. He pins me against the wall.

"You only have until you turn 18, that's in about two years. You have one year of high school left after this. Do you understand! YOU HAVE TO JOIN THE GANG! We need a leader after I leave! WHAT IF THAT HAPPENS TO-" I cut him off knowing the only way he's gonna die is because of the gang (the one he wants me to join).

"YEAH WELL THATS GOING TO BE YOUR PROBLEM!" I rip my arm from him and run to my room. I set my outfit out for tomorrow, black jeans, light blue long sleeve button up, and a grey and black sweater on top.

For my shoes I grab my converse, and white socks. After all that is set out I grab my backpack and start on my homework.

One hour later

Just kidding it's only been 20 minutes, I didn't have much homework today, so it only took 20 minutes, a new record!

I take off my shoes, shorts, and shirt. To bed I only wear a big shirt with my underwear, I'm big on wearing comfy clothes, when I can.

I lay down and go on my phone, something I do every night. Sometimes I read books on this really good app, wattpad, and other times I go on social media.

I am in the middle of this book right now, but
I absolutely hate the main character, he's just a douchebag sometimes, so instead I go on Instagram. I immediately regretted it because I see someone posted about what happened yesterday.

Flashback
I'm walking in the hall to my locker, as soon as I get there I see it's cracked open a little. Great, just great, I'm about to get pranked. I go up to my locker and go to the right and open it, so if anything comes out it won't hit me.

I was right, something came out, it was red, I bet it's ketchup, what I didn't realize was that it DID in fact hit someone. I close my locker and start to walk away when someone pushes me to the ground, I catch myself with my hands, but one of my wrists are still sore from a few days ago.

I stand up and see Emily, the schools "Queen Bear" yup, you heard me right queen bear, our mascot is the bear so I call her the queen bear, only in my head though.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?! THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO HIT YOU, NOT ME!! UGH YOU BITCH!! YOU GOING TO REGRET THIS!" She pushes me down again and my head hits the ground, worst part, I just got stitches right there.

Blood starts dripping out of my head, but I stand up and walk towards my house. I'm supper light headed, but continue anyway.
End of flashback

The picture she took of me was when I fell and hit my head, my skirt was lifted up and you could see me undergarments.

A tear dropped from my eye, but no more than one. I turn off my phone and plug it up beside me. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day, considering it will be Friday.
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I wake up with sunshine in my eyes, today is going to be a good day. Yes it will. I will smile and it will be real, I know because today is a new day.

I hop out of bed only to fall down, a few minutes later I get up and take a shower, brush my teeth and put my homework in my backpack.

I go downstairs and make breakfast, it's 6:27, okay Father should be up any minute now.

I hurry up and make toast with jelly, very quick. He walks into the kitchen just as I set his plate on the island.

My breakfast is already in my belly, so I get up and grab my backpack.

"Bye Father." I walk out the room before he can answer. School starts at 7:20 so I try to be there at around 7:10. It takes 45 minutes to walk to school from my house.

It's currently 6:30 do I should be there at 7:15. Okay. Maybe if I walk faster I can be a little earlier.

I'm about 10 minutes away from school when a car pulls up beside me, I notice it's a black Porsche 911 GT2 RS. It has a sticker of a spider on it, the spice that belongs to my dads gang.

Great, now I'm going to miss school because of this stupid gang. The window rolls down and I see a boy, maybe in his early 20's sitting there.

"The names Jaxon. I would offer you a ride, but I don't give rides to hippos." A tear forms in my eyes as he speeds away.

He's right I am as fat as a hippo, I weight 154 pounds, I need to weight at least 90. Maybe I would look fat.

No I'm no going to believe him. I am not fat. I am average, I have curves, but no too many. I am cute, right?

I quickly blink away the tears and put on a straight face, as straight as it can get anyway.

That dude acted like he was a goddamn teenager. Gosh dang. I mean Gosh dang..

I get to school 2 minutes before class starts, so I head to my locker and take out my AP Physics book along with my graphing calculator.

I head to my first block of the day, AP Human Geography.

In class I sit down near the back, by the door. It can be annoying when your the one who had to get up and unlock the door for EVERYONE!

The day goes by really slow, it's now lunch time and I head towards the lunch room when suddenly someone trips me.

I stand up to see, no one? I ignore this and just walk to the library instead.

It was probably just Emily.

Why does she hate me?

Why don't I belong?

Why did I have to be born?

Why? Why? Why?

Why me?

Question are coursing through my head that I don't hear the bell ring, I walk to my locker and put my AP HG book and graphing calculator away.

Next I have chemistry and then PE, I grab my chemistry book and sneakers then head to class.

Im already a few minutes late so it's not a surprise when I walk in and everyone stares at me.

"Nice if you to join us, Mrs..." I roll my eyes when he doesn't know my name.

"Hi nice to meet you, for the third year in a row Robert, the names still Camilla. It hasn't changed." I smirk then remember, gotta act like a nerd.

"I'm sorry, I just-" before I can answer I am cut off by the door opening.

I turn around to see someone I never expected to see at school.

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Yo, sorry for the bad writing 😂
I write on my phone soooo.....
Yeah......

That's all I got to say, I'm bye!

Wait, imma try this "author trying to get more comments" thing.

So who do you think is at the door?

Did you like this chapter?

What should I do different?

Was it too short (hahaha that's what she said)?

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No, but for real though.

Please give feedback on what I can improve, but please be nice about it.

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