Why me?

Vanessa walked through the doors of the high school, her first day in grade 9. All of her friends were going to this high school, and she was siked to see them again. But not so siked to see, ashley, the girl who had tourchered her all her miserable life! Like it wasn't bad enough at home, ashley had to tourcher her at school. She couldn't escape, she thought her life was over, until she met him..........


1. The First Day


Vanessa P.O.V


       I walked into the school like it was the first day of kindergarten, scared and confused, but excited at the same time. I couldn't wait to see all of my friends again! If I still had any..... 


     It had been a crazy summer. My parents had gotten divorced, I had been in a car accident, and my best friend moved half away across the world! Talk about a crappy summer! At least I still had my brother Dustin. He was 3 years older than me, 17. He had been my friend all summer. We would go down to the beach together, ride bikes together, and, talk to each other. He was like a dad to me. You see, my dad was never the dad he should have been. He would hit me, all the time! He would constantly make fun of me and call me names.... I was like his slave. That's why my parents got a divorce. Since he left, life has been a lot better. I can actually be happy at home. Well, at least, until now. My mom had fallen ill, about 2 months ago. She has been getting better, but she is just not herself. But I have to say, It's better that having 'dad' around.


    But like I was saying about school, it felt like kindergarten. Especially because I didn't have many friend, or maybe even no friends. It was like starting all over again. It felt good, It meant that I could reinvent myself.


   There is one thing that you should know about me before I continue. I am an artist. I express myself through artwork. I'm also like a walking canvas. You see, I die my hair ALL the time. It could be green one month to black the next. I like to change things up. I put make up on in a very creative way as well, while still being humble.


  But enough about that, back to the story. I started to walk down the hall. People were waving at me like I was a celebrity. It felt strange. I wasn't sure why, I went to ask a girl but she ran away, what was happening?....... 

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