Prolougue

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I groaned in pain, as I slowly got out of bed.

Last night's beating is so painful. I put my hand on my side to add a little pressure, to ease the pain.

I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine. I went to my closet and wore black jeans a white tee, tucked in. I added a green jacket and black converse. I brushed my wavy brown hair and braided it into two braids.

I went to the kitchen to make my father food. I switch the stove on. I put the pot on it and start cracking eggs into it. I put the eggs, bacon, sausage and bread on a plate. I take a beer from the fridge.

Where the heck is the bottle opener?

Found it. I grab it from the coffee table and opened the beer bottle. I grabbed my schoolbag and left before my father saw me.

I got out of the house and started my thirty minute walk to school. I step inside the school, there are barely any kids. Meaning class has already started.

I ran to my current class, Magic.

I slowly opened the dark oak door. Students heads snapped to me.

"Miss Clark, why are you late, again." Miss Cal, my teacher said.

Miss Cal used to be my favourite teacher, but when she started dating my father. Everything changed, she started to become mean and hit me. Only at home. It's like a switch flipped.

"I-I, uh overslept. I'm sorry."

"Sit down." I went to my seat, which is at the back of the classroom. My head hung low and I ignored the eyes staring at me.

"So today class we're doing a personality spell." Miss Clark said as she picked up a white rose. " A white rose symbolises purity, the green stem symbolises freshness."

She picks up a red rose " The red symbolises a seductive persona, or charming in a way. The thorns complement the persona, just with a fiery touch."

She pick up a black rose "This one symbolises darkness or evil. These ones are powerful and have uncontrolled magic. It's not a good the magic is evil and can take control of you."

"So you'll say the spell and the rose will appear on your desk." She chanted the spell twice.

I closed my eyes and chanted the spell. I heard gasps, so I opened my eyes. A black rose was in my hands. The black leaves, looked and felt fresh to me. I sniffed the rose and it smelt normal. A small smile crept on my face as I looked at the rose.

To me the rose, seemed broken, not darkness nor evil. It seemed underestimated and not given a chance to redeem itself. It seemed to be crying, but everyone either ignored or didn't hear them. So it's soul accepted the only thing, that listened. Darkness, not light.

When the bell rang. I picked up my rose and bag and went to my next class. Maths.

At lunch I paid for my food and sat alone at my table. I got snickers and looks from people, just because of the black rose, after I ate. I went to the bathroom. I did my business and washed my hands.

Just when I was getting out Krystal and her 'friends', came in blocking me from getting out.

Krystal is the queen B of the school. She has blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She's also the school hoe, but dating the regents son, Bently.

"Oh look it's little miss perfect."

"She's like fifty shades of ugly." Lola said.

They all laughed.

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