I'm Just A Teen

Summer is 17, and her parents ran away when she was 16.
She's being bullied by a group of mean girls called The Perfs, and even though she found some special friends, they won't stop.
They follow her home one day and beat her up. She's left on the streets to die. Will her new friends find her and help her, even though they got in a fight, or will she be left alone? XxBrileyNicole<3


19. Today.


I woke up in Niall's bed and looked over at his nightstand. It read 10:45. The boys were gonna start wondering where they were. They probably already knew, though- I wasn't on the couch or in my room. I hugged Niall one last time and got out of bed. I walked down the hall, and found Zayn sitting down drinking coffee in the living room.

"Where are the others?" I asked him.

"Louis is with Eleanor, Liam is with Sophie, and Harry is getting groceries. Perrie's coming over in a while. She said she wanted to go shopping with you and give you a complete makeover." He informed me.

"Oh cool. Have you eaten?" I asked.

"Harry made biscuits. There in the fridge."

"Thanks," I said, and walked into the kitchen. I was heating my biscuit up when Niall came in.

"Morning," He said, coming up behind me and whispering in my ear. I jumped, then turned around and smiled. He leaned closer, and I had to stand on my toes to reach his lips.

After the kiss he leaned back and smiled.

"You know, Perry's here, and she's waiting for you in the living room.

"Ok." I replied, eating quickly and washing it down with orange juice.

I walked into the living room and she smiled.

"Hi Summer! I was thinking we could go and pick up your things at your house, then we can go shopping and eat, and then I can give you a complete makeover!" She exclaimed, and jumped up.

"Ok, but let me go get ready. I don't have any clothes here, so I'll have to go change at my house." I went and brushed my teeth, combed through my hair, and put on shoes.


We drive to my house and talked about ourselves, and it turned out Perry is really funny. When we got to my street I told her to go right. We pulled into my drive in silence.

She looked at me. "Did you know about this?" I shook my head.

"No. I got out of the car, and looked down at the black soot and ash covering the ground. My house had burned down. Nothing was left. It was just me.

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