Chapter 1(:

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Cassidy POV~

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, like most days. I never feel happy with my life anymore. It's like there is this eternal blackhole that lives over me and if I try to run it follows. I roll out of bed and into my bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror and a few words come to mind; fat, ugly, big nose, Asian eyes, and frizzy hair. I've never been confident in myself after everything with my childhood.
I decide to get ready for school and start by straitening my hair. I always do if half naked, because who likes to get sweaty when doing their hair? I apply the least makeup I can because no matter what I'm going to be ugly so what's the point in putting effort in. I get dressed in my regular band tee and skinny jeans with rips in the knees and head out the door with my phone and backpack. I get into my car and drive to school.
When I walk through the halls, I hear different insults. Just the normal ones though. Ugly, fat, kill yourself. I just walk past and go to my locker and of course head bitch and bitchettes are standing in front of it.
"Good morning, Lardo." Riley says. She is the head bitch that everyone loves, excluding me, of course. I just look down and stay silent like I always do. "Are you going to defend yourself, Lardo? Or are you going to wait for your little friend to come along and do it for you?"
As if on cue, Kayla walks up and pushes her out of the way of my locker. "Don't you have a guy to fuck or something?" She asks snidely, while I smile and laugh a little under my breath. As Riley and her followers just stand there, Kayla says, "Your presence is not needed, so leave." They all start to back away and leave, flipping their hair as they go.
"I thought I told you to defend yourself next time." Kayla says looking me in the eye. "You can't just let them talk to you that way."
"I can't help it, Kay. They just walk up to me and I get so nervous and I can't speak or move. I can barely look them in the eye. I wish I could be confident like you but I can't." I say with sadness in my voice.
"You don't need to be like me, you are beautiful in your own way and I don't need you to agree with me because I know it's true." She said. I just looked into her piercing blue eyes and sighed. She was the definition of perfect. She had blond hair to her shoulders and the perfect body. I could never be as perfect as her with my waist long brown hair and green eyes. My freckles didn't help either.
She was the only person I could talk to and trust at school, so the day was pretty boring considering we only had lunch and one other class together. But that's okay because we always spent after school together. We would go to my house, or what Kayla called my mansion. I didn't consider it that because it was only three stories high and I have lived here my entire life.
We walk in and of course go to my room. It is large and has light blue walls, a blue comforter with white design, and a walk in closet with a bathroom attached.
I mean, my family was pretty wealthy. My dad owned one of the biggest law firms here in L.A. and my mom owned one of the biggest hotel chains. I don't really care about money though, I just like to make sure that mom and dad donate money to charities every year.
As we sit in the room we decide to blast out music. We start off with All Time Low (if you don't listen to them you should), then end up listening to 5 Seconds of Summer. I've always loved them from their youtube days and listen to them even more now. I've always been a Calum girl but I like all of them also.
I hear a knock at the front door and run down the stairs, thinking that it is probably the mailman or something of the sort. No one ever comes and visits. But as I make my way to the front door and slowly swing it open, I could not believe my eyes. I start hyperventilating and soon all I see is black.

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