Hello, my name is Kat, and welcome to Hell. AKA Jackson high. The complete stereotype high school, including over preppy cheerleaders,( the Barbie brats), the stupid Jock heads, (meat loaves), and much much more. Such as the nerds, players, the cliques, everyone has a specified place that were expected to stay in line. Then there's me. The girl who isn't popular, but is know to the school populace. People know not to mess with me. They know I have no problem bashing their head against the locker. I like it that way.
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Kat, not Katie. She's a lean mean don't mess with me fighting machine. She's got sass, sarcasm, and she isn't one to keep it too herself. She's the school bad ass, and it isn't a secret. She isn't afraid of anyone, she isn't talked down my anyone. But what happens when a new guy, Hunter, or Green eyes as she calls him becomes close. Closer than anyone Kat's known? And what happens when something, or someone takes him away?