I hate you.

Ashton is bullied by five teenage idiots. She regrets every day if her life because of them. She has friend, yes, but she hinds her pain from her. Bruises and cuts, she says come from her clumsiness. The only way to protect her is to lie. Will she stand up? Or will she continue this life?


2. Why hello.

Ashton's p.o.v.

*beep beep beep beep* UGH! Monday. I crawled out of bed and slammed the alarm clock off. I trudged to my closet and grabbed some yoga pants and a pink tshirt. I grabbed a red hoodie and pulled it on too. I put my hair in a ponytail and brushed my teeth. I grabbed my phone, backpack, and purse and bolted out the door. I looked to the house that was beside mine and sure enough, Liam's car was gone. He lives next to me and pick all the guys up everyday. That means they will be waiting for me. Lovely. I pulled into the school parking lot and they were all standing by Liam's car. I sighed and got out. "Wow, look who showed up!" Liam said. "What do you guys want now?" I asked in a pissed tone. "Watch the attitude." Niall said. "Whatever." I said. Big mistake. Soon, I was on the ground being pounded. The bell rang and the boys shuffled away. "What freaking gentlemen." I muttered as I collected myself off of the pavement. I went to the bathroom, applied some makeup to cover the new and old bruises, and went to class. "Late Mrs.Miller?" Our science teacher, Mr.Soho, asked. "Yes I am sorry, I had trouble getting here.." I said as I took my seat. Harry and Niall had this class with me. Ugh. "Hey. Nice try hiding those bruises." Niall said. "Well, not much I can do when some idiots like you do this." I whispered. "Do we need to do this to Allison, cause I am sure the others wouldn't mind." He said. "No, just do whatever to me, don't touch her." I said. She has a hard enough life. Her dad is dead, and her mom works all the time. It's too much.
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