She Was Ugly

Sneak peak of Fated to Hate You

I've finally started uploading my new story, Fated To Hate You. It's been up for a little more than a month, but I only have a few chapters up. I would really appreciate if you guys could check it out. I know there is not many chapters, but I'm doing my best to write new ones.

I want to have them done in advance that way I can post a bunch at one time, but I don't want to do that if no one is reading it.

Anyways, here's a sneak peek at the first chapter.

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Fated to Hate You:

I walked into the school and went straight to my locker. My school had mailed us our schedules/ locker numbers so I already knew where mine was. I opened it and shoved my backpack inside, only taking out my schedule, a notebook, and a pencil.

Something hard hit me in the back of the head and I spun around ready to cuss out whoever it was that did that. "Anders!" I scowled at the boy in front of me. Meet Parker Knight, the most popular boy at my school and my worst enemy.

I've hated him for as long as I can remember, and the feeling is mutual. We've been pulling childish pranks, competing with each other, and fighting each other since we were in kindergarten.

I don't remember how the hatred started, but all I know is that he makes my blood boil just by looking at him. Just his presence is enough to piss me off. He has caramel skin with black, curly hair and is extremely tall. He played football and swam for our school's swim team.

Everyone in the school was in love with him and bowed down to him. Yet another reason why I hated him. He acts like he's better than everyone else just because he's smart and good at sports and happens to not be ugly.

Well, guess what? He's not the only in this school who's smart and good at sports. I'm on the varsity tennis team and I have straight A's. Suck on that Parker.

Anyways, back to the conversation at hand. I really got to stop getting side tracked by conversations with myself.

"What do you want dipshit?" I scowled at him. He had his signature smirk plastered across his face. "Aw, you wound me Anders!" he exclaimed with mock hurt. Anders was the nickname he created for me back in middle school. His reasoning was that I looked and acted like a dude so I should have a dude name too.

"Go away. Your presence is giving me a headache from how ugly your face is."

"Well at least I don't look like I got dressed in the dark. Where did you even get that shirt anyways? Goodwill?" I scowled at him even more. "Is that all you got?" I snapped.

I had to keep my cool. If I got angry, who knows what would happen. And everyone within 10 feet of me would be in immediate danger. There's no controlling me once I get angry, and he knows this all too well. Which is why he's trying to provoke me right now.

One time when we were kids, our teacher told us to write a letter to our parents for valentines day and I had just finished mine when suddenly it was ripped from my hands. Parker had taken it and ripped it up and threw it at me. I was so mad that I smashed a chair on him.

I got suspended for a week, but it was so worth it.

Anyways, back to the situation at hand. I stared at his hate filled eyes, refusing to back down. He looked down at me in disgust before walking away. Thank god.

If he had said one more bad thing, I was ready to stab his eyes out with the pencil in my hand. I shrugged off the last five minutes and headed to our school's courtyard to meet up with my friends.

When I arrived, Sophia and Stephen were already there waiting for me. "You ready?" Sophia asked. "Yeah, let's go." And with that, we headed to our first class of senior year.

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I really hope you guys will give it a try! I update every Sunday (usually), so that means an update is coming tomorrow!!!

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