Spawn Of Satan

NOTE: I have posted this book also on another fanfiction site a.k.a onedirectionfanfiction.com and I n=m the rightful owner of this book. I have decided to repost it on here.

This is one of my very first books, don't judge.

Chapter 1:

I was walking into high school. I went up to my locker, and l put in the combination. I heard laughter a couple feet down from me. Oh yeah, it is my sister. She was just tormenting one of her victims. Yes, tormenting, embarrassing, bullying, whatever you call it, that is what she was doing. I felt sorry for the girl. I am even one of her victims. Yes, my sister bullies me, even though I am 2 years older than her, I am a senior, she is a sophomore, even though I am older, she bullies me still. We act as if we aren’t sisters. No one notices though because she lives with my mom, and I live with my dad.  Yes, my parents are divorced when I was 8 years old. Yes, might as well say it now, we are a messed up sort of family. I walked up to my sister and the girl she was bullying. I went up to her and gave my sister the eye.

               “Come with me, she is just a wanna-be.” I said to the girl who was cornered by my sister while giving her a hand. She got up and I took her hand and walked to the girls bathroom at the South west wing. No one ever notices it is there so I always go here to cry. We walked into the bathroom and I turned around.

               “If you come in here, you have to promise never to show it to anyone.” I said. She nodded. I walked in.

               “Woah, I never noticed this place.” She said I chuckled.

               “My name is Caden, what is yours?” I asked.            

               “My name is Gemma, I am new here. Senior.” She said.

               “Probably explains what just happened. That girl, her name is Brittany. She does that to everyone. Even new girls.” I said.

               “How old is she?” She asked.

               “ 16, sophomore.” I said.

               “Wow, she obviously has a grudge against everyone. Thanks, for helping me out there, it was really nice of you.” She said.

               “Yeah, and Your Welcome, and since your new, and I don’t have many friends, would you like mine?” I said.

               “That would be great!” She said.

               “What class do you have next?” I asked as we walked to her locker.

               “Biology. You?” She asked.

               “Same, but as much as I like that, Brittany is in that class as well.” I said.  She frowned.

               “Oh,” She said.

               “Okay, but I am going to tell you something that you can NOT tell anyone.” I said.

               “Okay?” She said.

               “The reason why I know all this stuff is because Brittany Michelle Adamme, is my mom and dads daughter.” I said. Her jaw dropped.

               “She is your sister? You live with her? Your sister bullies you?” She asked.

               “No to most of those, she might be my mom and dads child but she is not my sister because of what she has done to me and my father.  No, I don’t live with her, my parents are divorced since I was 8. She lives with my mom, I live with my Dad. Yes, she does bully me, but no I am not her sister.” I said.