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c h a p t e r 1

Walking in to school was always a living hell, that never changes. But you know what the absolute worst thing is, judgment. The jocks, and the peppys don't understand what it's like to live like me, judged constantly just because I like certain bands, or I wear black more than the occasional chick. There is one person though, who always seems to single me out, everywhere I go, he's there with his bunch of friends. Tyler Poultz, (douglas booth) the worlds biggest douche, likes to kill the ambitions of everyone's souls.

As I was walking to my locker, he seemed to be there just waiting for me.

"How was your weekend sweety?" he said with sick sweetness. My gut twisted with so much disgust when he talked to me, his smirk would be the death of my existence. Such a hot guy has to be wasted with the personality of an asshole. What he thought was fun was fucking around with girls at parties, he never did anything that actually had meaning and real fun. The thing that was the worst, was that his "friends" never did anything to stop him, they just watched, most laughed a long but some would stare, hidden with disgust.

"Get away from me prick." I replied with a sarcastic smile, while pushing my way through him to get to my locker. I could tell he wasn't going to let this go, he wanted to torture me, it was fun to him.

"Such a pretty girl like you, wasted with all that shit you wear." he whispered in my ear so his friends couldn't hear. He wouldn't dare let his posse know that he thought I was attractive. The smell of his minty fresh warm breath on my ear made me want to puke. I would never be attracted to him in a million years, his personality was disturbing. I decided to not reply, just ignore him as I opened my locker.

I pulled up on the trigger, it made a click noise, swinging it open. He was getting aggravated at me, I could tell by the way his stance kept drawing closer and closer to me. All of a sudden I see a hand swing across my chest, and the loud noise of a clanging locker, he had slammed it shut. 

I had whipped my head around to look at him.

"What the fuck do you want from me!" I yelled at him. I was fuming with anger, all of these fucking months of the same thing everyday, and I tried to ignore him and hide from him. I was tired of it, no one should treat each other like this.

"I'm tired of your stupid fucking games, stay away from me Pa-rick" I put emphasis on prick, I was so pissed at him. 

He didn't seem phased by my yelling at all. This is what he wanted, he wanted me to be mad at him, this was his whole goal. 

He was just smirking at me, his eyes lighting up amused. 

"You little asshole." I whispered at him.

My eyes flicked around the hallway, people were staring, my stomach was doing somersaults. My eyes were tearing up, this cant be happening to me right now, i cant do this. Why does he single me out, why can't he choose someone less vulnerable. His friends were trying to tell him to leave, that he should leave me alone and just go to class. He wasn't listening he was inching closer to me, my head was looking up at hi, he looking down. His face was hovering right over mine, his eyes shimmering enthused.

"See you later... weirdo." he whispered disgustingly.

He summoned his friends to follow him, one stayed behind muttering something in Tyler's ear. Walking passed me i heard a mutter, "I try to stop him." 

 Authors note-

Sorry this chapter is kinda shit, and it's really short. Comment if you like it so farrrrrr. I know there isn't much to the story but it helps a lot when you guys comment! - Madison