Reject.

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?

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5. chapter 5

Samantha's pov:

When we got to Luke's house it was beautiful! It made me feel beautiful too. That dream slipped my memory when I saw myself in the mirror near the door in the main hall. Still holding on the my hand we showed me around. 7 bedrooms, 8 bathrooms, a game room, a hot tub, pool, 6 walk in closets. The only room without one was the guess room.

"I guess I'll be staying in here?" I asked when we showed me the guest room.

"Oh no! You will be staying in any of the 5 rooms available."

I nodded, "I know which one you want!"

He said and opened the door to a hot pink and zebra print room with matching sheets and pillows, a laptop, a flat screen television, a fridge, and a microwave, a stereo system, a wii, an xbox, and a popcorn machine. I ran into the room and jumped on the bed and them sat down on the edge.

" I WANT THIS ONE!" "

This room was my sisters but she moved away 4 years ago. It's been vacant ever since. Wanna watch a movie?"

I let him pick and he selected mean girls.

"I've never seen this movie," I told him.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?! THIS IS MY FAVORITE MOVIE!"

He cuddled up next to me and kissed my forehead. We both dosed off until my cell alarm went off.

"Uuuuugghh." Luke groaned as I got up.

DANCE was what it said. SHIT I WAS GOING TO BE LATE!

"Luke wake up! I have dance practice!"

He drove me to dance and I put my hair up into a bun when I got there. I wore a leotard, white tights, my ballet shoes, a skirt, and a purple headband.

"POINT THOSE TOES! BUTTS IN LADIES WE ARE NOT TRYING TO TWERK YOU ARE TRYING TO BECOME A BALLERINA NOT THE NEXT MILEY CRYUS!"

I rolled my eyes and pointed my toes better. My toes started to cramp up and I fell to the ground. I sat there for a second but got up when my ballet teacher kicked my legs and yell,"GET UP DANCERS DO NOT QUIT!"

I asked to be excuse and called Luke. "Can you pick me up?"

"I thought it wasn't over until 8:00."

"It's not but my dancer teacher is being an asshole again."

"I'm on my way."

Luke picked me up at 7:30 and took me for ice cream. "What do you want?"

I got a two scoop cookie dough and hot fudge cone. Luke didn't want anything and he drove home. I finished my ice cream. We finished mean girls. Luke fell asleep with my head in his chest, arms around his waist, and his around mine.

"Goodnight Lucas."

I whispered as I kissed his forehead and went to sleep.

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