Misunderstood // Luke Hemmings

Chapter 1

* Elisa's POV *

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock and rolled out of bed lazily. I checked the time, it read 6:30 am, I took a quick 10 minute shower, applied some mascara and brushed my hair not caring to do anything with it. There's no one to impress at school anyway.. I made my way to my room, threw on a pair of black skinny jeans and an over sized grey hoodie followed by my black vans.

I went back to my bathroom and brushed my teeth, not ever looking up at the mirror because that's just how much i hated myself and my appearamce. I went downstairs just to find my dad asleep on the couch with a vodka bottle in his hand. I went over to him and took the bottle from his hand and placed it on the coffee table. I then grabbed a blanket and covered it over him before placing a kiss on his cheek. I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door dreading another day of hell.

* At school *

My first class was math..ugh. My worst subject i was never good at it. I walked into class and made my way to the back of the room.

A guy I've never seen before walked in, he was blonde and tall, he was wearing black skinny jeans which were probably squeezing the manhood out of him and a red flannel.

"Hello class! We've got a new student joining us for the rest of the year. Would you care to introduce yourself young man?" Mr. Waters spoke up. "Um yeah well my name's Luke and i just moved here from Australia" The boy said. "That's awesome, now you may take a seat in an empty desk at the back of the room"

There was only one empty seat.. and that was next to me. Great. Luke made his way over next to me and sat. I don't like new people because they either become popular or don't bother talking to me so it wouldn't really matter if he didn't want to be my friend, not that i had any..

"Can i borrow a pencil?"

I was interrupted from my thoughts by an Australian voice asking for a pencil. No other than Luke himself. "Uh sure here you go" I said as i gave him one and went back to taking notes. Soon enough Luke spoke up "So what's your name?" Doesn't he know im not a big deal around here? Why did he want to know? "not telling you" i said looking up at him just barely noticing he had blue eyes and a lip piercing on his bottom left lip. He wasn't at all bad, he was in fact cute but he was probably some stuck up jerk. Class soon ended.

The day went on until it was lunch. I never had anyone to hang out with, so i spent it alone in the bathroom or sitting by my locker in the hallways. There was never anyone in the hallways as it was lunch, people were with their group of friends or going places since we had open campus they allowed us to go eat outside of school for lunch just as long as we made it back before our next class. I never went out either realizing I'd have to communicate with the human race. I headed to the girls bathroom since i had no where else to go, i heard some snobby voices as i entered the bathroom.

"So like there's this new Australian guy"

"I heard he's really hot"

"He'll be mine in no time"

"omg yess"

Ugh those voices belonged to Alexa and Violet, my bullies. I don't really understand why they hate me i haven't done anything to them. They've made my life hell ever since 8th grade and I've now hated myself because of them.

"what brings you here?" i heard Alexa say. I went over to a sink and washed my hands to get the pen ink off i had earlier doodled in math class. "are you trying to look presentable for that new guy?" "oh please i bet she's still hung up on that Damien boy. Too bad he's dead now" they laughed.

I felt tears emerging in my eyes. How dare they talk about my best and only friend i had like that? He died 2 years ago due to a car accident. I lost it once those words escaped their mouths and went over to a stall. "Aw is the little freak gonna cry?" I took out my blade and began slitting my wrists letting the blood drip down. Somehow it made me feel better, relieved. I grabbed some toilet paper and pressed it down to stop the blood. I walked back out to the sinks and washed any of the blood that was possibly on my hands. Sure enough the 2 sluts were still there caking their faces in makeup, laughing at something the other was whispering.

I headed out to science since lunch was already over and made my way back to the room. Luke walked in with Alexa and Violet drooling all over him, reavealing their breasts a little more than intended. Sure enough Luke introduced himself to the class. This time he sat at my table along with 2 other jocks who were too cool for school. There was a sub and he started giving role. As soon as he got to my name he had trouble pronouncing it "Elisa Caste- Castee- "

"It's Elisa Castellanos sir" I spoke up. "Lovely name ya got there" "Thanks" I mumbled. I loved my name mostly because i was named after my mom, whom I've loved to have met but sadly she died while giving birth to me so i really didn't have a mom to grow up with. My dad raised me on his own and always told me my mom was working or visiting family so she wasn't always home. I believed him. Things became clearer when i was 12. I understood that i never had a mom and why my dad was always drinking. Although he wasn't one of those abusive alcoholics he was an emotional one. I blamed myself for making him upset or for my mother's death. It could have been me not her, if it was me my dad wouldn't be drinking all the time and he wouldn't be depressed if he had my mom by his side. Sure enough i did get jealous of other kids watching them have fun with their moms and got really upset when mother's day came around. When i reached the age of 14, I developed a drinking habit like my dad and started cutting to deal with the pain. The constant hate and stuff but i always had my best friend Damien until he passed in a tragic accident. I hide my feelings well and hide my cuts too. No one has ever seen them.

"So that's your name" Luke smirked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Elisa, pretty name"

"oh thankss." i responded not bothered to talk to anyone at the moment.

We were assigned to some group work, as usual i was stuck doing everything since i was the smartest and science was my best subject.

"what are you doing after school today?" Luke spoke.

"why" I bluntly said.

"maybe we can hang? you know you barely speak"

"i only speak to people i want to"

"harsh"

"nope"

"yeah so like what are you doing tomorrow then?" He asked again, clearly not getting the idea that i didn't want to talk to him. "Going to visit a friend" I responded making small chat so he'll stop being annoying. "Oh whose she?" He asked. "a boy" i replied. "boyfriend?"

"nah"

"so just friends?"

"best friends to be exact" i said.

"oh ni- whats that?" he asked pointing at my wrist.

"whats wha- oh that. It was my cat" I pulled my sleeve down, he only saw one cut so it was slightly believable that a cat scratched me right? I mentally faced palmed myself of how stupid i was to not notice my sleeve had gone up a bit.

Luke seems like a jerk so he's most likely gonna tease me about it. Great.