life...

chapter 1

Megan's P.O.V

Going to a place you've been since forever, you would think would be simple. Yet, it isn't. I'm scared.

Last year something bad happened to me. Something that makes everyone think I'm a slut,a skank, and most of all easy to get with. My friends, my friends who I have known since forever, are starting to believe the rumors and ditch me because of what they have heard. My family and I always fight.

So I'm going to school, today. My friends aren't really going to be there for me. Mostly since I've changed.

My hair used to be platinum blonde,now it's black with dark purple and pink tips. I used to never wear makeup and if I did it was just little lipgloss and mascara. Now I wear dark eyeliner and red lipstick. I used to be a cheerleader but now I'm one of those gothic freaks.

"Hey, Megan," said my ex-friend Lizzy. We used to be best friends but, she was one of them that ditched me because I was different.

"Hey. What you want?" I really didn't care so I really made it sound like that.

"What the frick is wrong with you?!" She stormed off. I don't care. She didn't matter she was one of them that makes me feel like nothing anyway.

I walked to my locker, putting everything in it. A few notebooks, few folders, a few tears and pens. I grabbed a notebook ,one that had blue hearts floating in a sea of black, and a black pen.

"Oops, sorry!" some random girl yelled. Looks like one of my ex-friends but she changed like me, wearing the same dark and gloomy crap that I wore.

"Hey! Wait up, I yelled putting everything back in my locker running after her,"I know you. Are you?"

She nodded pushing her hair behind her ear,"Yes, its me Natalie. Now everyone calls me Nat."

"Nat. I like it. So have they ditched you too?" I had to ask even if it was wrong.

"Yea, so now I have no one again. You know I'm sorry, I had no reason to judge you because you got abused." Her mascara and eyeliner started to run. She is new at this I could tell because you don't cry in front of others no matter what. I quickly inspected her. The same brown wavy hair just with a purple highlights , a Black Veil Brides shirt, black skinny jeans, and black converse. Her green eyes standing out in all the dark colors but you know whatever.

"It's okay, you want to ditch this joint and go to the rails?" I asked.

"Yeah! I mean sure sounds cool", she winked like she used to in the old days. Now I don't have to worry so much...I have a friend again.