On the way to school I can’t help but feel a nagging sensation as tho there are eyes on me watching. As I drive through the winding country lanes I keep my eyes focused all around me watching the woods hoping to spot the eyes so I feel a little less crazy and a little less scared. I’m not so much scared but uneasy. Ring ring “ hey biatch where are you I’m waiting by the front gates for you” says my best friend daisy she lives right on pack boarders so it’s much easier for her to get to school she always beats me there. I pull in and daisy hops into the passengers seat of my 2002 plate red Ford Ranger, unlike other girls I love trucks not like truck trucks but ranger style 4 wheel drive trucks, daisy is very lazy and if I could drive to lesson she would never get out but I drive her from the front gate to the front door and park as close as possible. Neither of us are in the mood for today it’s far to early and we have not yet got enough coffee in our systems to function. Every morning is like this we remain in comfortable silence on the way to the Costa machine both getting a double espresso shot and adding it to a hot chocolate a moan of bliss erupts from us both causing us to burst out laughing. “Coffee is life” daisy states matter of factly to a passer by giving funny looks at us. After finishing our drinks we head to our lockers to check our timetable and grab our first books. Daisy and I have most classes together thankfully I couldn’t handle life without her. On the way to our lockers queen D of the school decides I’m the number on victim of the day after walking past and grabbing my hair and pulling it hard. I fell backwards onto my arse where she then provides a pretty decent blow to my back making a cringeworthy click. I already know today is going to be fun. I role my eyes and begin to get up accept when I get on all fours to push myself up another blow lands on my stomach and then my hands are swept out from under me causing me to face plant the cold concrete floor. OUCH! Daisy steps in and tells Queen D ( everyone calls her that but her name is Dianna) that if she doesn’t stop being a b***h she will tell the future alpha my brother and she will be banished from the pack. Dianna just scoffs and walks away telling me my brother won’t do anything because I’m adopted and fat on the way as her little possy of plastics follow close behind.