"Aiden! Get your ass up!" My dad yells from downstairs.
"Mmm?" I groan.
Next thing I know he bursts through the door.
"You fucking bitch!"
"Dad, your drunk." I say sitting up and gesturing to the beer bottle in his hand.
I get up preparing to be hit.
All I feel is glass falling over me with the coolness of the liquid.
"Get to school.....NOW!!" He walks out of the door.
I run into my bathroom and clean myself up. When I finished, I cleaned up the glass and beer from my hardwood floors.
I jump in the shower washing off the beer so I don't smell like alcohol.
I almost moan as the warm water washes over my cold pale skin. I look at my arms to see years of scars and scabs. I started cutting at 10, I'm 17 now. I still cut.
Cautiously, I get out if the shower grabbing a towel and heading to my closet. I open it and see my boring old clothes.
I quickly grab some ripped black skinnies, and horizontally striped black and white tank top, With my black sweater and black sneakers.
"What took so long?" A voice from behind me says making me jump.
"I had to clean the mess" I say quietly.
"Whatever. Get the hell out."
I quickly run out the door, plug my headphones in and start walking to school, blasting Nickelback's If Today Was Your Last Day.
That's the song I live my life by.
"Each day's a gift and not a given right. Leave no stone unturned and leave your fears behind..." I sang quietly, afriad anyone would hear ny terrible voice.
As I was looking down I entered my school of no freinds.
"Oof" I breathe as I look up to see the mosf handsome man ever. With his black hair and warm brown eyes. He was taller than me by alot. I was 5 foot.
"I'm s-sorry" I manage to choke out.
"That's okay. I really gotta go though. See ya around." His voice is beautiful.
"Bye" I say waving goodbye.
Jeez I wonder if I could have a chance with him.
No. No chance. He's probably a player and probably hates me.
Tears welled in my eyes. I blink them away, not daring to let them fall.
Without being aware of the things around me I find my locker. I quickly do my combination.
"HEY! EMO FREAK! OVER HERE!" Oh god..
"Hey, I'm talking to you, freak" I feel my head het pushed into my locker.
"I noticed" I reply simply.
"Look at me faggot!" The one and only Paulie Liesmister, the school's head jock, bully to everyone like me.
"What? Look I have to get to English. Finish this later?"
"Oh no. You'll have to miss it" Just then I see a fist coming towards my eye.
Ouch.
"MR. LIESMISTER!!" The principal, Mr. Stark calls to Paulie.
"Get to class. Your late Aiden." He shoos me and I walk the empty halls to my Engish class.
I walk the class room and see that the teacher isn't there yet.
Whispers come from everywhere
"I heard he's hot!" One of the cheerleaders, Nicole I think her name was.
"Good morning class, I'm Ashley Purdy, Your new English teacher.."
There stood the most hansomest man ever to walk the earth. The man I walked into in the hallway.
