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Chapter 1

Sapphire's POV

"Who the hell is excited for school?" I laughed as my best friend scrambled around my room yelling and throwing clothes everywhere.

"I am, Saph! You left school over 5 years ago! This is a big deal. I'll finally have my best friend back."

The last time I attended public school, I was everyone's easy target, which to put in less words made my life a living, breathing hell. Tomorrow is my first day back and also the first day of 12th grade, I left in 7th grade and my nerves were running very high.

If I could erase my existence from their minds, be a brand new person, i'd be happy and feel a lot more confident than i do now. I'm scared once they realise, my life will be once again a living hell, I mean that is the reason I left in the first place, I couldn't take it anymore.

I was snapped out of my trance by a flying pair of shorts hitting me in the face, the perks of having a hyperactive best friend. "FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS, this is important!" Maisie clicked her fingers multiple times in my face.

I sighed and threw myself back onto the bed. Maybe it isn't too late to refuse the opportunity? I could just carry on home schooling until I graduate, that wouldn't be so bad, would it? I felt the bed dip beside me and Maisie embrace me.

"I promise I won't let anything happen to you, I'll always have your back. It will be different this time, I mean look at you! You are beautiful! just like you were in 7th grade, everyone was just too blind and ignorant to notice, the boys will be all over you..." She giggled infectiously.

"Thank you, I don't know I just wish I was unrecognisable as the girl I used to be and start fresh, and be the new girl nobody knows. Besides, I won't be thinking about boys at all, all of them basically made my life a living hell. I need to survive my first day, that's all I'm concerned about right now" I say honestly.

I guess Maisie was right in a way, when I left I made a vow to myself to loose the weight and get down to a size 8-10, as I was previously an 18, which don't get me wrong I was ashamed of at 13 years old. After extensive exercise sessions 7 days a week, I'd managed it. Along with weekly therapy sessions I was also back on track to be happy.

I now feel fit and healthy, my acne had almost cleared up, with a little help of concealer it was unnoticeable and for the first time in many years I feel okay with myself, almost there but not quite.

Every time I try to tell myself, I'm not ashamed I have miniature flashbacks to the hell that was 7th grade and my self esteem lowers a little more each time, it's honestly like a horror story playing over and over again in my head.

"Ugly"
"Disgusting"
"Spotty bitch"
"ewwww"
"Fatty"
"Obese"
"freak"

I need all of the luck I can get right now.

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Thanks again to BabyGilinsky for the idea💘 she writes amazing books, go check her out😇💞