Chapter 1

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{if you're here to make fun of me or my writing please just leave! No negativity <3}

   I rubbed my eyes and sit up on bed with the sun in my face, the alarm ringing in my ear like an annoying crying toddler. I turned it off and threw the blankets off of me allowing the cold tender air touch my bare skin sending shivers down my spine. My silky soft pajamas are the only thing heating up my body during the winter nights with the wind whistling through the air like a New York City cat-caller. 

   I put on a pair of ripped jeans and a crop top and grab my school bag running out the door afraid to miss the school bus. While running down the street I spot a familiar bright blonde hair illuminating in the distance, the closer I got to it the more I recognize  the person. It's Paula.

   Paula. You heard it right. The most beautiful, amazing, and rich person at Lambfield High, but also the evilest.

"Oh shit, you're here Y/N." Paula announces in a fake lolly voice, "I haven't seen you since I went to the petting zoo and saw an ape at one of those gross fucking cages they live in" she chuckles thinking her joke was funny. 

"Oh how cute! Did Adam sleep with your sister again? It's okay to be bad and upset but don't take your anger out on me babe, I'm just a witness to the crime, not the criminal." I responded. Adam is Paula's ex-boyfriend. They officially broke up when he slept with her sister (who's a year younger than her) for the third time in 3 weeks. 

"Excuse me? I'm not the ones who's dad up and left me at the age of 3 to go live with someone other than your disgusting, poor and ugly mother" she spats back visibly surprised I talked back. 

"My dad may have left me, but at least mines not a alcoholic who cheats on my mother and hits  on my youngest daughter like a fucking perv-" before I finishes my sentence a feel a sharp pain on the right side of my face and my head jerks to the left. "Bitch, I know you didn't just slap me." Paula, the Regina George come to life, laid her hands on me, but I can't decide if it's a compliment or a threat being hit by a beautiful person. 

   The bus arrives and I sit with this weirdo on his phone. He's doing some weird number shit, he's just so weird. I've seen him around school once or twice before but never sat with him or interacted with him. He turns his head to face me catching me staring at him and I quickly change my direction to face the aisle. I noticed his eyes were green. A girl was staring at me, then at the weirdo, then back to me. She had long black hair and an emptiness in her eyes. She freaked me the fuck out. 

   I run off the bus wanted to get away from the green eyed weirdo and the empty eyed bitch but she caught up with me whispering as she past by "Don't look at his phone again". What the fuck does that even mean? It's a fucking phone! Was she jealous because I sat with him, or mad I stared at him. Which ever it was, she better not come close to me again. Walking to my math class, I noticed it was erie in there. Empty and cold. I sat at my desk in front of the K-pop girl that always screams "Annyeong" because that's the only word that bitch knows how to say. Sorry, I'm still annoyed at what the girl said but It's whatever. After 2 minutes students starting coming in, but when my teacher walked in, he was with the girl from the bus.

"Good morning class, I hope everyone is doing well. This is our new student Jennifer." He announces, "Anything you would like to say to the class Jennifer?"

"Yes actually," she takes a step forward and I feel her gaze coming towards me. "Everyone call me Jennie, and that's a demand. I don't like small talk or making friends, I don't like parties or gossip groups or books or movies or animals or people. I don't like you." she walks up to me, stares at me, then sits at the desk behind me. Holy shit. Was what she said for everyone, or was she saying that to me? Whatever it is, I'm getting some weird ass vibes from that girl. 

(not finish but if you made it this far please give me some constructive criticism to better my story!)



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