Hi everyone! I'm back..! lol I'm not sure how this will go so pleeaassee review it means the world to me :) I just want to say I don't own the boys from One Direction even if I wish I did ;)

Oh and I suggest if you are younger than about 13 don't read this, might have bad language etc

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CHAPTER 1

I stared out the window, watching the rain drip down the glass. I sighed.

My name's Jenna, and well, here's my crappy life.

I have no friends, my parents are split, but I never get to see my mum, and I am constantly bullied at school.

I have dark brown wavy hair and blue eyes. I'm rather tall and quite slim, with a figue. My dad is always saying I am beautiful, but that is extremely hard to believe considering how I am treated at school.

I pulled my hoodie over my head and slouched on the lounge. It was suppost to be summer, yet rain was pouring nonstop.

"Jenna?" Dad said walking around the corner

I looked up.

"I'm heading off to work, I'll see you tomorrow night." He said picking up his bag.

Dad worked a lot. His job was something to do with computers and stuff which meant he had to travel overseas regularly. I was used to being home alone.

"Kay, bye dad." I said getting up and hugging him.

"Sure you will be alright?" He asked concerned.

"Yeah, I have been every other time." I said

"Okay, have fun." He said opening the door.

A gush of wind swept over us.

I shivered "You too." I said pushing him out the door.

He ran to the car, avoiding to get wet and climbed in the front seat. I waved from the door as he backed out of the driveway.

Slowly closing the door I dragged myself to the computer.

I jumped on twitter and looked through my mentions:

You have no mentions

I sighed, I hated being this lonely.

I walked to the kitchen and grabbed myself a snack. I pulled out a carrot and shrugged taking out my homework.

School was tomorrow and I had a bunch of homework to do.

Finally I had finished my homework and it was nearly dinner time. I walked into the kitchen and searched for something to eat.

I finally settled on a tin of spaghetti, because I didn't want to cook.

I scoffed down my food then walked to my room.

I sat on the bed and looked around my room for something to do, this happened every weekend.

I looked over at my desk with piles of music spread all over it. I loved singing, it was the only way I could let out my emotion. I could also play abit of the guitar, but I refused to show anyone my talent, I just knew they would laugh.

I settled on reading a book which I was soon addicted to.

I had finally managed to pull myself away from the book at around 10:30pm. That meant I had been reading for around 4 hours!

I pulled myself under my covers and closed my eyes, soon the terrors of my school life would ruin my day….AGAIN.