She Will Be Loved (A Damon Fizzy Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

A/N : Like I said before, the credit for this chapter and the 2 chapters after this goes to @FizzyAdubber. I did change up some parts of the story, but the idea and the general outline of the story goes to her.

 {Lydia's POV}

 "Wake up! You can't be late for your first day at your new school, Lydia. Now, hurry up and get ready," my mom yelled at me from downstairs. I rolled out of bed and trudged over to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and sighed. My makeup was smudged all over my face, my eyeliner and mascara was running down my face. Last night wasn't the best of nights.

I felt pain all over my wrists. I look down at my arms and all I see are red lines, fresh cuts, across my arms. I can't believe I did that to myself. I was just so mad and disgusted with myself that it didn't matter to me what I did.

So, it all started last night, when my boyfriend, now ex, Josh, got into a huge fight. He was an abusive boyfriend, always bringing me down, physically and emotionally. He broke up with me last night, I was devistated.

He was abusive, but I was too shy to ever do or say anything about it. I always felt so ashamed with him and I felt ashamed because I ever got with him in the first place. I was so upset with myself and what I'd done, more like what I'd become, that when I got home, I grabbed a razor and just broke down.

I looked back to the mirror, I had a black eye. I quickly showered and got dressed. I wore a long-sleeve, but thin, shirt to cover my cuts. I put on a blue short-sleeved Polo over that. I pulled on some skinny jeans and Converse.

I did my makeup, trying my hardest to cover up my black eye. I brushed my long brown hair, and then put it up in a braid to the side. Today was my first day at a new school. I was nervous. It was the middle of March.

When I got to school, I went straight to the office to pick up my schedule. I'm a senior now and I hate going to school, but I'm glad it's almost over.

 I got my schedule and made my way to homeroom, having to ask somople for directions.  When I got to my first class, which was math, everyone in the room was staring at me. The bell rang right as I walked in.

"You must be Lydia, our new student.", the teacher said.

"Uh, yeah, hi."

 I was nervous and barely got my words out.

"Have a seat right next to Damon, in the blue shirt there," she pointed to the boy in the back of the room, with a blue shirt and shaggy brown hair that fell right above his eyes.  

I sat down next to him. 

"Hi. I'm Lydia.", I said after I sat down. He looked up slowly, but avoided making eye contact with me.

"H-h-hi. Um, I-I'm Damon." He stuttered and sounded nervous. 

"Did you, uh, just move to Tampa?" He asked me, actually looking at me this time.

"Yeah. I-" I looked up at him an made eye contact. His eyes were so beautiful, I was at a loss for words.

"I, uuh, sorry, but you're eyes are really pretty," I said to him.

He laughed awkwardly, "Thanks." 

We went back to doing our work and then we went off to second period. I couldn't stop thinking about Damon all day.

I think I might like this new school.