Chapter one

I laid flat on my bed staring up at the ceiling. I don't know what exactly am staring at, maybe just watching the ceiling fan spin round and round and round and-

" Brrng! ". My alarm sang snapping me back to reality. The reality that it's already morning and I need to get ready for the place called high school.

I got down from my bed and walked into the bathroom, going straight to the sink and looking at myself in the mirror of the mirror cabinet above the sink. I ignored the bags under my eyes and opened the cabinet taking out my toothpaste and toothbrush.

I stripped out of my pyjamas dropping it inside the laundry basket and getting in the shower.

After the shower, I tied a towel and left the room walking straight to my closet and picking out the first outfit I saw, a baby pink flay gown, no need to dress fancy, it's high school not a fashion show. I picked up my glasses from my nightstand and put it on, picking up my backpack from where it's lying on the floor, I putted on my shoes then left the room.

I've got school, it's not something I like but it's something I can tolerate plus I'd rather listen to teachers talk rubbish and tolerate a few bullies than stay with my drunk of an aunt and her numerous boyfriends and hook ups.

I walked downstairs and straight out the door, not even bothering to eat breakfast, I just wanted to get out of that house and that's fresh coming from someone who has been living there for two years.

If I stayed back for breakfast, I'd likely meet my aunt and I'm not ready for my morning to be spoilt, She'll probably babble on and on about how I'm such a terrible human being.

I tightened my grip on the straps of my backpack.

I still wonder how much my parents hated me that they had to send me to live with her. After they got divorced, the next best thing was to get rid of me, I don't blame them, I'd probably get rid of me too.

I sighed. Things weren't always like this, I was once a happy girl living with my wonderful family- well once wonderful family but things changed and it was all my fault, you could say I destroyed my family, something I still can't forgive myself for.

I kept my head down as I walked into the school yard, trying my best not to bump into anyone as I made my way into the school building.

I walked to my locker punching in the code and opening it. I unzipped my backpack and picked out my history text book and note, putting my phone on silent then putting my backpack into my locker.

It's not like anyone ever calls. I never heard from my dad again, my mum only calls my aunt once in a while to check in and I don't have any friends.

I shut my locker and turned around starting down the hallway towards history class. I've been in this school for a year now and I have no friends, I'm not complaining, I like it like that but that also made me an easy target for all the bullies. I'm not smart, I can hardly maintain a pass in well- every single one of my subjects and again I really do not care, like I said high school is just something I use to get out of the house so I don't see my aunt.

I walked into the class and made my way to my seat way at the back of the class. It's a window seat, I love it.

I placed my book on the table and sat down folding my hands on the desk and placing my head on it. One by one the class filled with students till Mr. James the history teacher finally walked in.

I sighed knowing that I have to sit through a whole class of this man blabbering about things in history that honestly no one care about. And that's what the next hour was filled with, Mr. James blabbering about the Roman Empire, honestly I zoned out immediately he started, I just turned my attention out the window, staring at nothing in particular. I was too lost that I didn't even notice when the bell rang and Mr. James left the class well until a voice dragged me back in, a voice I didn't want to hear.

" Hey reject ". The high pitched girly voice said. I didn't want to turn, I wanted to ignore her but I knew that isn't a very good idea.

I let out a short breath and turned to look at the light skinned- Asian American blonde.

She smiled at me,her hands hidden behind her back. I hate that smile. " I wanted to see your ugly face ".

" Hey Sydney ". I said in an uninterested tone. " What do you want? ".

"Oh sweetheart, why you gotta be so rude? ". She said and giggled. " I do have something for you ".

She brought her hand from behind her back and I noticed the sticky note she was holding, she tore off one which I guessed had something written on it, sticking it on my forehead.

" Hey guys ". She called out to the rest of the class and they all turned their attention to me and immediately they did, everyone started laughing. It's probably what she wrote on the paper.

" Hey nice identification card ". A boy among Sydney's group of idiots friends said then continued laughing.

" Are you done? ". I asked Sydney.

She shrugged. " For today ".

She turned around and walked back to her group of friends.

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Lunch time came by pretty fast and I'm glad it did, I need a break from everyone. I sat in my seat patiently waiting for everyone to leave, waiting till the room was completely silent.

I peeled off the paper from my forehead, not wanting to see what she wrote on it. There's really no need to do that when I know it'll only make me hate myself way more than I already do.

" Why do you let them do that to you? ".

Startled, I looked up at the male figure leaning on the door frame, his hands nicely folded. " Sorry I didn't mean to scare you, I just had to ask ".

" I know what do they do hurts you, why do you let them treat you that way, you should say something ".

" Yeah I'll take advice from someone who's a friend of theirs ". I scoffed. " It's none of your business so stay out of it ".

He looked like he wanted to say something but I didn't give him a chance, I immediately stood up and left the class.