Upside down

Stephanie has a horrible life and has one friend who happens to be the most popular guy in school. She has to deal with physical and emotional bullying at home and school. He best friend Danny helps her win a weekend with One Direction and one of the boys fall for her. (or two?)


1. Same Cruel Life

Stephanie's POV:

I woke up. Same cruel life. Same cruel world. I hear my mom screaming at me to get ready. She complained that I was running late but the clock said I was early. "Get up you little shit!" my older brother ,Luke, shouted in my ear. He was nineteen and I was seventeen. Whenever i tried to protest what he told me, he hit me so i left it alone. I slowly dressed myself for school. I wore a flowy pink belly shirt with a loose fitting whit tank top underneath. I paired it with my light blue skinny jeans and my pink vans.I trudged down the stairs then I made myself a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast. That's when my older sister, Martha, who was twenty, decided to comment. "Do you really need eggs AND bacon" she taunted while helping herself to a piece of my toast "anyway, wash your face. You're breaking out." 'I'm fat and pimply. Great.' I said to myself. I crept up the stairs and into the bathroom. Luke grabbed my hair and pulled me out into the hall. "Respect your elders!" he yelled. He always said that. It was his excuse to be mean to me or hurt me. I wasn't supposed to fight back. Even if I did, what good would it do? So I grabbed my emergency toothpaste, toothbrush, deodorant  and hairbrush. I went down to the kitchen to brush me teeth. Then i went back up the stairs to my room. I brushed my hair and did it into an amazing up-do with a gorgeous white feather clip. My clothes were fashionable and my hair was "in style" but i still wasn't noticed. My dad walked in as i was finishing. "You look beautiful today." he finally chimed. My dad loved me very much and I was his favorite, but he was oblivious to my horrid life. "I guess" I replied. "I have to go to work." he choked out. I could hear the sadness in his voice. I know he loved me, but all he did was work. "Love you." I said without feeling. "I love you too." he replied but he meant it. I really did love him and he knew it. He also knew i was very bad at showing it. I gave him a hug. He started to walk out my door and he turned back to face at me. I could see the sadness in his eyes. He was breaking. I didn't know why, but he was. he turned and walked out the door. I stood there until I heard his car leave and i slung my backpack over my shoulder. I walked down the stairs and out the door. This is when my day started to go down hill. 

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