The Bad Boy Knows How to Love

Chapter 1 "Hi! Can you show me where-" I stop mid-sentence when the girl I was talking to walk away with her friends discussing something about midterms. I frown at how she just ignored me. Rude. My smile lit up when I see another brunette girl opening up her locker. I approach her politely, "Hi there! I'm new here and I don't know where-" "I don't care." She groaned and slammed her locker shut, causing me to jump back in surprise. Then she walked away from me after readjusting her backpack. Okay, do I have a sign on my forehead that says ignore me? Because that's what everyone seems to be doing. Suddenly, a loud sound rings throughout the whole school for a few seconds causing everyone to quickly shuffle around me. I try to move out of their way but it's not working out so well when I'm in the middle of the hallway and everyone is rushing to class. A boy ran towards me with determination in his eyes - determination to get to class on time. He quickly run past me, shoveling me out of his way causing me to lose my balance which resulted in my ass landing straight on the floor along with the rest of the paper I was holding in my hand. A whimper escaped my mouth as the pain hits my butt. I looked around me to see if anyone saw me landing on the floor. To my luck, no one is in sight. I mean, no one. Not even a single fly. The hallways are deserted and quiet. I'm the only one here while everyone is in class already. Great, now how am I supposed to find my first period class? That's what you get for coming to a private school, Chloe - that stupid voice says in the back of my mind. But honestly, it's right. I think I would've made some friends by now if I had gone to a public regular high school instead of Montrose Academy private school. This school is full of rich spoiled bratty kids which I'm definitely not. I wonder how mom got me in this school in the first place.