Chapter 1

956 Words
"Blithe! WAKE UP!" Mom screamed from downstairs. I turned to my side, hoping to block out her insanely loud voice, only to fall off my bed. Groaning, I crawled into my bathroom where I took a quick shower, and now stood in a towel staring at my full length mirror. I looked like a normal girl, there was absolutely nothing special about me, and I was often reminded that by my "friends" at my old school. Today was my first day at Lincoln High School. Surprisingly, I was excited. No, excited would be an understatement, I was ecstatic. At my old school, I was constantly being bullied and abused by fellow students and my so called friends. Going to a new school was something I wanted- no, needed. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, and as I was changing I couldn't help but stare at the scars covering my sides, stomach, and arms. When I said I was abused at my old school, I meant it. *15 minutes later* "Bye mom!" I called out as I ran out to my bike. I heard a muffled "Have a nice first day," as I closed the front door. Although I am seventeen and already have my licsense, I rarely drive after what happened to my dad. if it wasn't obvious, he died in a car accident. I will never forget staring at his lifeless body inside the grim hospital room. Anyways, since then I normally just bike or walk wherever I need to go, and I was very lucky that I was able to take a plane out here instead of being driven in a car. On the bright side, I would like to think that I have a pretty fit body from all the biking and walking. I stood there. Eyes wide and mouth hanging open.This school must have been at least four times the size of my old school. I gulped and began confidently walking towards the entrance. I reached the front desk in a matter of minutes because, yes, I had gotten lost on my way there. I cleared my throat, "Excuse me, my name is Bli-" "Blithe Patrick! The new student! Oh it's very nice to meet you!" The front desk lady said happily. "Yes.. That's me." I smiled nervously, " Could I by chance have my schedule?" "Of course darling!" She practically sang. 10 minutes later I stood in the middle of the hallway, papers, packets, instructions, maps, filling my hands . Locker, I thought to myself, I will find my locker then try to make it to at least part of my first class. Eventually I found my locker, and with the help of multiple maps, I stood breathlessly in front of the door to my English room. Be cool Blithe, I thought to myself, first impressions count. Before I could knock on the door, it was flung open and a furious teenage boy stood in front of me. "Out of my way, bitch." He snarled. Before I could even respond or react, I was slammed in the lockers across the hall. Withough even a glance back, the guy stalked off and turned the corner and was gone. "Are you okay?" the teacher questioned, worry written all over her face. "I'm fine," I managed to say weakly. After introducing myself, I sat in an empty desk in the back of through. Even though English is my favorite subject, I couldn't focus. All I could think about was that guy. His dirty blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes had me entranced, it was like I was sucked into a dark hole and all I could do is think about him. As I left English, I realized I had no idea how to get back to my locker. At that same moment a smiling blonde haired girl came bounding over to me. "Hiya!! You must be the new girl Blithe! My name is Mandy." She said I laughed, "Yeah I'm the new girl. It's nice to meet you Mandy, do you mind helping me find my way back to my locker?" In about two minutes flat, I was right in front of my locker with a smiling Mandy by my side. I stayed my Mandy the whole day, having all the same morning classes as her. We were still talking when we entered the lunchroom, which was surprisingly quiet. I glanced at Mandy to see her looking fearfully at something behind me. Slowly I turned around, only to be face to face with the asshole from earlier. "You're Blithe Patrick?" He sneered "Yeah, that's my name, what's it to ya?" I snapped, glaring at him, secretly I was shocked that I had the courage to even say something. By now no one was moving and the silence was unbearable. "Shut up b***h, you need to learn your place here." He growled, taking at step forward. I stood my ground, "Go to hell asshole." Suddenly I was being dragged out of the lunchroom. The second the doors closed, the normal lunchroom chatter resumed. I struggled, but it didn't last long as I was soon pushed to the ground. The guy stood above me, glaring. "That's your place. Do you understand? Now why don't you do this school a favor and leave." I quickly stood up, face to face with him. I took a step closer. "I'm not going anywhere." I said venomously, before shouldering past him, back towards the lunchroom. As I left I heard him call out, "You don't know what I'm capably of b***h!" Without turning around I gave him the finger and entered the lunchroom, not before hearing a him... Growl? What? No that must have been my imagination.
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