Chapter 1
I only had two more classes to go. I can't wait for the day to be over. I went to my usual seat in the front of the class. Then a group of girls walked past. The tall blonde, I think her name is Chelsea, knocks down all my books & binder. I sigh & bend down to pick them up. I see a hand reach down & help me. I look up & see a curly haired boy. We both stand up & he hands me my things. "Thanks," I say quietly looking into his beautiful green eyes.
"No problem, Emma," he says looking at my papers with my name on them. "I'm Harry. I'm down here with my cousin for a bit." His thick British accent sent chills up my spine.
I sat down in my seat & watched him take the seat next to mine. I heard whispers coming from around the room. My heart dropped & I hid my face in my sweater. I waited until the class ended.
As I was just falling asleep, the bell rang. I jumped up & went to lunch. I sat next to the tree, my usual spot, after getting my food. I burried my face into my knees & almost started crying as I heard people passing me talking about me talking with Harry. "Ew, why was that hot British guy talking to that ugly ass awkward chick? He should be hanging with us." Then tears started to roll down my cheek.
Someone tapped on my shoulder. I quickly wiped away my tears & looked up to see Harry standing there. "Hi," I said quietly.
"Hi," he said sitting next to me. "What's wrong, love?"
"Do you not hear what people say about me? I don't know why you are even talking to me right now. No one likes me or talks to me..." I say, choking up.
"Don't say that. Don't believe them," Harry said. He continued talking, but I kinda tuned him out.
The bell rang for sixth period. I got up & went to class. I was glad it was study hall. I didn't do anything but listen to my music & cry. I hate school. I hate my life. I dreaded the last twenty minutes of class because I remembered I didn't have work today. Yay.. Then the bell rang & I went to go pick up Jake, my stepbrother.
"Hey, Jake. How was school?" I asked as he jumped into the car.
"I want to drop out.." he said quietly.
"Only a few more months. Can you hang in that long?" I asked him. He nodded. I drove to get something for us to snack on because we both knew when we get home, we won't be able to eat.
I pulled into the driveway & went straight to my room. About two hours later, my dad came home & barged into my room. I don't remember what happened that night..
