Chapter 1

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My reflection.

It's not the prettiest of sights, in my opinion. I stare intensely at myself through my mirror, just looking at it makes it crack with fear of my appearance. My blue wavy locks are in a messy bun, I have chocolate smeared on my bottom, light pink coloured lip. My eyes are redder than my own blood, puffy and what gives away the tears is the fact my mascara has run down my face, leaving black smudged marks. My clothes are dirty, I've been in them for the past four days now, not even tried to have a shower or bath, so I also reek. I let out an emotionally draining sigh, take out my make-up wipes and began attempting to clear myself up.

"You'll always be an ugly whore."

Well you'll always be a complete and utter bastard

At least now's my chance to have a fresh start, away from him. My mother said I was the luckiest girl in the world, I'd been offered a spot at one of the most prestigious universities in the country, and now I was heading off in the city of Magnolia to fulfil my childhood dreams.

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It's been months since the incident, and yet I'm still not over it. My most needed belongings are now boxed up, I've actually cleaned myself up a little. I didn't even bother to try putting on any make-up though, it's not like I'm going to meet the man of my dreams. My Dad was busy with work, since he seems to care about his business life more than his personal one, it's always been like that though, so I'm used to it. My Mum is driving me up to the city, I've never been there before, and my heart is already beginning to pound with excitement. Whoever the "lucky" people who gets to be my roommates are, they will definitely judge by appearance, seeming as my hair is a tad greasy, and I'm wearing a ginormous hoodie, grey joggers and some old sneakers. I spend the journey listening to my playlist, including my all time favourite song; Somebody that I used to know by Gotye. The lyrics just have many meanings to me.

I go to the desk to retrieve my key, then my Mum helps me bring my boxes and bags up to my room. The building is crowded with hundreds of students, all migrating through the corridors, maybe I should've tried just a little bit to make an effort with my looks. The building itself seems pretty decent. The door to my area is already open, there are six rooms and a kitchen at the back, each room is told to have their own bathrooms so that's good, I just have to share the kitchen with five other people. My room is the second one on the right, the first one has a picture taped to it, with a colourful name written on it, "Lucy" then a crown next to it, and a sharpie drawn penis under it, how lovely, now I know what kind of people I'm going to be spending this term with. I had only signed up for one term, incase I decided I didn't like it and want to rent out my own spot, it shouldn't be too bad though.

"Hey! Need a hand?" A sweet and slightly energetic voice calls from behind me, just before I unlock my room.

I turn my head to see a blonde, brown eyed girl. She's in a pink stripped vest and a pair of denim shorts, then fluffy slippers to lounge around in. She doesn't even let me answer and grabs the box I'm leaning against the door and holding up with my left thigh while I try to fiddle with the lock. "U-Um, thanks." I'm always shy around new people, as is my Mum who hasn't said anything.

I open the door, the small cubed wall in the corner is where the bathroom was, I poke my head through the open door frame, pretty decent and clean. The bed is up against the wall, completely naked and ready for me to give it a touch of my depressing decoration. The window is facing the door and goes from the floor to the ceiling, and the view outside is really pretty, it's autumn and you can watch the flame coloured leaves fall down and make a mess on the concrete pave. My Mum places my sports bag, which I don't even use for sports, in the corner, "I'll go grab some more of your things, you get acquainted with this lovely lady." Then she leaves us in peace.

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