Served Cold

Have you ever been bullied? Picked on? Teased? Well I have, and I am sick of it.

It all started in 9th grade when I, Avianna Whillmore, entered high school. That's when I learnt that the world is a harsh, cruel place.
One person slammed me into a locker and called me a b^tch. That changed my entire life. Ever since then it's been names like $lut; Biatch; Annoying brat; Know it all ; and so much more. They try embarrassing me in every way possible. The worst being, putting red dye in my seat. I didn't realize it until the next day when it was all over the Internet.

But toady was my last straw. April fools. I am SICK of being a good conceited teen who doesn't fight back. I'm tired of the stereotype that all smart people are weak and don't know how to stand up for themselves. Lastly, I'm tired of hiding my identity. But if everyone knew me- the REAL me- I could face some serious issues. I didn't do anything, but my father (who is in the feuding gang with a powerful gang in town) could get hurt. Bad. That also makes me in the gang.

Until I turn eighteen in six months, I'm stuck here in Pennsylvania. No friends. No mom. No life. Oh I just can't wait to get out of here.

Until I meet the bad boy.