Chapter 2

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My alarm clock went off at 7:00, "Give em hell kid -My Chemical Romance" was my alarm tone, I got myself out of bed putting on some skinny jeans, toms and a cut up tank top, didn't want to put my hair up so I just brushed it. Circled my eyes with black eyeliner and a little bit of lipstick and mascara. I grabbed my back pack and left my room, it was Friday. And this weekend I'll probably hang out with Alice and Jessica at Jessica's and act like crazy reckless teenagers, go jump on torn up couches, graffiti things and stay out to the morning. Ollie yelled "come on' Roxxi let's go" we both walked to his car, my mom and Claire already gone. Alex and Charlie ride a bus to school. Ollie pulls out a pack of cigarettes, lights one as he starts the car. I buckle up. "Give me one" he hands me a cigarette, "if you say a word and mom finds out, you're dead" I light mine and look away. "Okay" school wasn't that far, we got there quickly. I took my last hit and I put it out in his ash tray. When he parked I dumped the ash tray in the parking lot at school. Then spray some perfume on me. We depart and I go to class, I was late by a couple minutes. Everyone watching me as I take a seat at my desk. I get out my stuff and check my phone. [NEW TEXT MESSAGE FROM: Jessica Bae: can't wait to see you guys tonight. I get food stamps tonight!] I smile and put my phone up, the girl in front of me turns around, "Why were you late McCrackin" I look up at her like she's stupid. "Why does it matter Mabbit?" She slaps my stuff off my desk, My teacher looks at us, "Natalie turn around now." "get a life, and put more perfume on, you have cigarette breath." She turned around. I rolled my eyes, "get a life? Coming from the one who's slapping stuff off other peoples desks." I get my stuff off the floor, sit back in my desk and fix my hair. Natalie Mabbit a popular bitch that's popular because she's a douche. She picks on me because I kinda have a crush on her ex boyfriend, Austin. Austin was 6'1 brown flippy hair. A tattoo and glasses. Soon the bell rang for class to end, I gathered my stuff and left. Austin bumped into me, "oops sorry" nervously looking at me. "Oh hai Roxxie, where you going?" "Biology, what about you?" "Art, I'm going to walk to to class" we talked and walked, we head to the stairs and suddenly I feel someone push me, I go face first to the stairs, I taste blood as everything starts to go black..

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