Chapter one

Jennifer Greene

"Get out of the way ugly bitch!"someone yelled from behind me. I sighed and moved out of the way just to be slammed into a nearby locker. I winced and tried to soothe the pain in my arm. As usual they just laughed and mocked me. I'm used to it, being bullied in school.

I moved on to my locker and got the books for my first class. " Hey there bestie!"a chirpy voice called from beside me. I turned around to face my only friend in Berreton High, Amaya Clayton.

"hey"I replied and tried to give her a  smile...tried. She gave me a weary one, "I can't believe they won't give you a break. It's the beginning of a new semester!" She raised her voice. "It's okay maya, I'm used to it and I'm always prepared, besides the real thing hasn't begun-". "until that beast arrives"she said with a snare, " but I heard he won't be in scholl today" she told me. I sighed, " but he will come back".

Amaya groaned, " I'm only respecting your decision for me to not do anything, but I wish I could do something""Amaya-"I started but she cut me short,"don't worry I won't do anything this time but I'm not making any promises"she said. I smiled at her "thanks"I said "but if things go overboard....I will do something about it"she said sternly, I nodded. I felt glad that I still had someone who cared and glad that she was still friends with me.

My other friends ditched me when I became the victim of bullying,only Amaya had the guts to stick with me. Yeah, it cost her some friends but on the bright side she wasn't bullied like me.

It's not like I haven't tried reporting,I have but it's useless. They always repeat the same thing 'Don't worry it's part of high school it'll stop'.uggghh!.... Frustrating. Don't they realize that this has destroyed a lot of lives? It sickens me that they just push it aside as if it doesn't matter.

I made sure the hallway was empty before going to my locker to get my books for third period. But it seemed like luck ran out on me. The clicking of heels rang throughout the hallway. Brace yourself Jennifer.

"Ooh look what we have here, it's Jenny" I rolled my eyes and ignored her. "I didn't think you'd come back after the last semester. You must be either really brave or really stupid"  Kenzie and her 'friend' laughed. I rolled my eyes and continued busying myself with searching for my books in the locker.

"Hey! I'm talking to you" she grabbed my shoulder roughly and turned me around to face her. "So what do you want me to say?" I asked calmly, she glared at me.

"Listen here-" " what are you girls doing here?" A teacher called from the door of a classroom. Thank God. Saved by a teacher. "Getting our books sir" I  spoke up, he nodded "get to class" he said and went into the classroom. I quickly walked away from them.

I got lucky for now, next time I won't be able to escape them.

School was finally over for the day, so I headed for the parking lot were my silver Toyota Corolla was parked. "Jenny!wait up" I turned around when I heard Amaya calling me. She got to me panting " I kinda need a ride"she said with a smile. "What happened to your car?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. She gave a nervous laugh."you will never believe what happened yesterday  "  she started " Amaya you just got that car and you already crashed it?" I said already knowing what she wanted to say.

"I won't say crashed" she muttered and scratched the back of her neck awkwardly. I sighed " fine...you owe me for this next time I won't help you"I said. She grinned and hooked her arm with mine and dragged me towards my car, "Sure you won't".

I dropped her at her place before heading home. My house was just two streets away from Amaya's so it didn't take long to enter my street. I parked my car in the driveway as usual my parents' cars weren't there,I sighed and got out of the car.

I looked up at the pristine white building before me and immediately the feeling of loneliness washed over me. My parents were never around, they were always working. My mom is a doctor while dad is a journalist so I hardly see them during the week days but they were usually free during the week ends.

They don't know about me being bullied. I mean I tried telling them but they didn't pay much attention to me so I gave up and never told them about it again.

I was about to open the door when a familiar black Range Rover sports car caught my attention a few blocks away on the other side of the street. Realization washed over me, my heart beat accelerated and my palms became sweaty. He's back.

Oh God no.please no.please, I chanted in my head. Suddenly the front door flew open and a certain golden brown haired boy walked out of the house with a scowl on his face. He hadn't seen me yet so I quickly inserted my  key in the door and opened it. I felt his green eyes on me. Don't look, don't look.

I rushed into the house and slammed the door shut and locked it, then I rushed up to my room and closed the door." No this can't be happening" what am I saying, of course he was coming back ..but I didn't think he was coming this soon.

My life is officially over now, there's nothing I can do about it, I could never do anything about it. This is how it always is, I can never hide from him. I sat on the floor and leaned against the door. My hands were shaking, my head was aching, I couldn't breathe well. This is how it is, my panick attack.

I tried breathing in and out but it wasn't working, my vision blurred a bit. Finally the darkness came, my only safe place.