Chapter 1

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Katya
'Wake up hun'
Wake up now its your first day of 12th grade and you dont want to be late!
Ugg mom i dont want to why did you have to get a new job i loved my old
School.
Sorry katya but that other job wasnt going to pay it all after you know.
Yes mom i know after my dad left us yes you can say it it dosent hurt
Me i know he left us for that other woman.
Katya calm down i didnt mean for you to get up set but you know i
Love you and i would have wished for you to finish high school
There but it wasnt possible.
I know mom you have told me the same thing for a while now.
Well mom can you get out im going to get ready.
Ugg i hate that everyone is going to have friends and im just going to be
There lonely. Its 5:45 and school starts at 7:00 so im gonna hop in the
Shower. It took me a while i got out and put a towel around my wet body.
I blow dried my hair then flat ironed it and did loose curls at the end after
that i put on some foundation mascara and eos. I really dont like wearing
Alot of makeup. I put on some ripped jeans and black combat boots with a
Simple white artic monkeys shirt it was gonna be pretty hot today considiring we are
In sydney. It was 6:32 i grabbed my backpack and ran downstairs. I grabbed an apple and
Said goodbye to my mom. I was going to walk to school i had seen it before and it was pretty
close to my house. I walked into the school and it was pretty empty considering i was early.
"Stop please i didnt mean to come early to get away from you i promise" i heard a girl say that sobbing
I went to check it out and 4 boy were kicking her and she was on the floor with her head on her knees.
I stood there as they stopped and said "you better not be lying KIARA because you know that we do what
We want to you" they kicked her one last time and then ran away laughing!
Are you okay?
Umm yes umm please dont tell anyone please
She stood up and she was really pretty she had long brown hair it was curled and had some ombre
She had black jeans and a floral crop top with black vans she looked hurt and her eyes filled with tears.

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