Samantha Rogers was just a reject. She didn't have any friends. Her mom was abusive and her dad was never home. She started cutting and tried to commit suicide. Then when she has had enough of bullying she forces herself to throw up in the school bathroom. When a mysterious boy comes in and helps her she finds herself falling. Will this mysterious boy make her worse and tear her to shreds? Or will they make it through high school together?


2. chapter 2

Samantha pov:

I woke up went my mom turned my lights on and slammed the door shut. I turned on my cell and saw it was only 6:30. Why am I awake already? I rolled out of bed slowly and headed towards my closet. I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans an a solid black hoodie as I added a morning playlist to my cell. I selected mainly some Miley Cyrus, the summer set, all American rejects, and iggy azalea.

I headed to my bathroom and looked into what I called the "death mirror" because it was my enemy and killed me inside. I looked like shit as always. I washed my face and applied foundation, mascara, and a light gold color eyeshadow. Since I always sleep with my hair in a braid I undid the braid and brushed out all the tangles. I pulled my hair into a high ponytail and brushed my teeth not even bothering to eat first knowing I would be able to keep it down. I slipped on my tennis shoes and grabbed my backpack as I turned off the lights.

Sitting in my living room couch I put my headphones in and listened to wrecking ball. My two dogs Chloe and Zoie say under my propped up feet and went back to sleep. My mom came out of we room shortly after and pulled out my headphones. "Why must you always listen to music?" I ignored her and headed toward the front door putting on my purple coat. My mom followed me and I could feel the hatred coming from my mom, piercing my neck.

I got into the passenger seat and she drove me to the junior high. It was now 7:15, I hopped out of the car noticing no body else was on the sidewalk. 4 busses had just pulled up and only 2 people were in my bus. I sat down in my seat at the back and continued to listen to music as I waited to pull out of the parking lot.

***at the school***

When we pulled up to the high school a flood of people were running into the building. It was really cold outside so I don't blame them. I walked into the locker room and went towards my gym locker. My lock was on backwards.

"Fuck" I mumbled under my breath. Who did this I wonder. Oh well it could be anyone.

Everyone at this fucking school hates me. I tried about 30 times to unlock it and finally unlocked it with just two minutes until the five minute bell rang. I shoved my bag into the locker and headed for home room just as the tardy bell rang. I quickly sat down to pretend I had been there the whole time because my teacher as an eight grade teacher and I didn't have her till next year. She doesn't even know my name. I coughed into my shoulder during the moment of silence and got shushed. Sorry I'll hold my breath and passed out next time, I thought. I sat down and waited for announcements to be over.

****end of the last required classes***

and I headed off to choir bumping into tho someone as they ran out in front of me.

"Watch it what ever your name is." They yelled as they went into their study hall.

I walked into the music room and took a seat in the alto section. I hates the sound of my own voice I dot even know why I joined in the first place. We ran through our christmas songs and packed up. I went to the locker room and grabbed my stuff. "

Fuck" I muttered to myself. My lock was on backwards again. I nearly missed the bus because if some senior bullies. When I got off the bus I walked to my moms car. She unlocked the doors and drove me home. I got out of the car and heads inside as she pulled away to the store. I got on my cell and I wish I hadn't.

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