Chapter two

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Sarah's P.O.V

As I made it to my locker, before the first and second bell rang she came by shoving me to the lockers.

" Hey slut! Decided to come to school today? Was Friday not enough for you?" she spoke, but I didn't respond. One reasons is I was the biggest humiliation in the school and her ,also known as Emma, and her friends would humiliate me more than they already do. Another reason is I've never spoken since my father had first hurt me and called me all types of names.

" So you don't want to answer me? Does the cat have the whore's tongue." said Emma loudly so everyone could hear and then she laughed. Soon enough everyone joined in. Once the bell rang everyone just went on with what they were doing and Emma left. I just took the insults, slammed my locker door in anger and went to class.

I entered the class about ten minutes later and was handed a detention slip for being late. Thanks to Emma of course. I took the slip and then took my seat at the last desk, in the last row. First and second period was study hall where you did any assignments that you missed, but I didn't have any assignments so I sat in silence while everyone else socialized.

It was silent though maybe because it was Monday. As I look around he walks in. He had beautiful black hair with red streaks and hazel eyes that were memerizing. He was talking to the teacher and then he walked toward me.

" Is this seat taken?" he asked, pointing at the seat next to me. I, of course don't speak so instead I just nodded and then put my head down on the desk.

Until someone had tapped my shoulder, when I look up there was a note on my desk. I look over to the guy who minutes earlier talked to me. He had his head down, my curiosity seemed to take over and I read the note:

Hi my names isaiah... Wassup?

The words played over and over again. I didn't know whether this was a game or was he actually stupid. Instead of responding to him I just pushed the note to the edge of my desk and it fell. Then the bell had rang and quickly walked out the room. Finally it was lunch time, once I entered the cafeteria I sat at my usual table alone.

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