Ariana's POV

I groan, as my alarm clock rings loudly in my ears. Turning towards the clock, I look at the bright red numbers spelling out 6:30. My eyes widen.

"Damn!"

I jump out of bed and rush towards the shower. I only have half an hour before class starts. I turn on the hot water in my shower and shrug of my robe. I stare at my reflection in the mirror opposite to me, staring at all the scars over my arms and legs formed by years of abuse. I step into the scorching water and close my eyes.

"Ariana, darling, are you alright? You've been there for a while."

I gasp clearing the water from my face. I must have fallen asleep in the shower. Turning of the shower and wrapping a black towel around myself, I call out to my mother.

"Yes mother I'm fine."

"Alright. Breakfast is ready down stairs if you want some."

"Ok"

I wait until I hear her receding foot-steps, before I walk out of the bathroom. I look at the clock. 6:45. Damn it. I rush towards my closet and select a simple long black dress and a pair of black combat boots. Once I'm dressed, I walk towards my vanity and brush my shoulder length black, reddish hair. I grab two strands of my hair and pin them together at the back of my head. Good enough. I flick my hand towards my bag making it float towards me. I walk out the door with my bag levitating behind me.

"Michael Andrew, how many times I have I told you not to use magic in the house!"

I walk into the kitchen just in time to watch my little brother fling a gooey mixture at the family dog, Waffles. The poor puppy dodged the unknown substance just in time, and was not covered by the mess I'm supposing is breakfast. My brother giggled and flicked his fingers sending the mixture my way, but I flung my hands in front of me causing a barrier to rise between me and my brother. Michael pouted and I smiled, ruffling my brother's bright red hair. Michael stared at me with his bright blue eyes. My mother turned around and faced the stove, refusing to look at me. I cringe besides myself.

"Do you want anything Ariana?"

I grab a piece of toast from the toaster and force a smile.

"No mother I'm fine."

"Alright, well have fun in school."

I cringe again. Of course she has no idea. She only notices me when she believes I'm dead or something. As I walk out of the kitchen, I notice Waffles starring at me with pleading eyes. I tear of a piece of toast and throw it at him. He catches it in mid air and gives me a thankful look. I pet his head on my way out.

"Your welcome boy..."

I walk out of the house, and stare at the dull grey that is our neighborhood. The trees are all barren and even the sky is a stormy grey as if it is going to rain. I stare beyond our neighborhood and towards the rich section of town. The sky is blue and the houses are all various colours. I've never been there before, and it has always been my dream to be somewhere full of colour and life. I grasp my bag from the air and hoist it onto my shoulder. I begin walking towards Burton High. As I walk, I think about the last couple of years. The bullying, having no friends, never having been asked out. I guess moving at the end of every year is the only thing that has really helped me. Ever since my father's death my mother doesn't seem to be able to stay in one place for very long. My attention is brought back to what I'm doing when I hear obnoxious laughter. My eyes widen when I see Frederic, Johnathan, Silvia, and her cliche standing in the middle of the road. I stop in my tracks and look for another way to get to school before they can see me. I look to my right and see the town cemetery. I know if I run through it I can go around them, but honestly I'm afraid of it. I turn around ready to go back and search for another way around, even though I will be late.

"Hey witchy!"

I run towards the cemetery with all my might, grasping my long dress in my hands. I feel like a rabbit running from a pack of wolves. I can hear there laughter and insults even though I am far ahead of them. I know I'm faster than them, but I also know that my dress is a hindrance at the moment. I can see the graves rushing past through the corner of my eye. I feel myself slip on something and fall crashing towards the ground. I press myself to stand up and continue running. They are so close know I can practically feel one of them, possibly Frederic the fastest one in the group, breathing down my neck. Finally the gates of the school come into view. I run faster leaving Frederic behind and rush into the gates just as Mr. Glass begins to close them.

I stand there panting and stare up at Mr. Glass. He stares back of me with pity and fear in his eyes.

"Well get on then."

I nod and rush into the school. I walk towards the line of lockers and begin to look for mine. After a while of walking around in circles, I walk up to a boy near one of the lockers.

"Excuse me, can you tell me where locker... 324 is?"

He turns to face me with a smile.

"Last locker on the right hand side down this hallway. My name is Justin by the way."

"Thank you very much. My name is Ariana."

I offer him my hand to shake, and he raises it to his lips and kisses it. I blush, surprised, since boys have never shown any interest in me all year.

"Such a pretty name, for such a pretty girl," he says as he drops my hand.

"Justin!"

My smile falters, and I feel a jab on my side as Silvia pushes me away from Justin and gets in between me and him.

"So Justin would you like to go out with me tonight?"

Justin's eyes widens.

"Ye-yeah of course."

"Great pick me up at eight. And Justin, you should really be careful who you associate yourself with. I seriously doubt you want to be associated with a witch."

Justin eyes widen before he gives me a disgusted look.

"See you at eight then"

Justin smiles at Silvia, and leaves ignoring me completely. Silvia turns to me with a self satisfied smile. Her smile widens when she sees my watery eyes.

"Oh come on you couldn't really think anyone would be interested in you? You're a witch always have been always will be, so stay away from all of us normal people."

Something slams into my back sending me crashing onto the floor. Two of Silvia's cronies grab my back and dump all of the contents to the ground, before throwing the bag at me. Silvia sneers at me, as they all laugh.

"Freak."

They leave laughing, and I'm left to wipe away my tears and pick up my things. I see a pair of black dress shoes in front of me and look up to see Mika standing there with some of my books. I take them muttering a thanks, as I repack everything.

"Are you really a witch?"

I stare up at him to see him watching me with his light brown eyes. I stand up shrugging my bag onto my shoulder.

"Who wants to know?"

Mika smirks at me and begins to walk away.

"I'll pick you up at seven, dress nice."

I stare at him confused.

"Are you asking me out, Sir?"

He continues to walk away.

"What does it look like princess?" he shouts over his shoulder.

I'm left standing there as the bell rings, trying to understand what just happened.

****Author's Note****

Hi! So I've recently fallen in love with this song, and somewhere along in my mind I created a story it. It's not going to be very long, and I guess it is just kind of an experiment of writing story's based on songs ^_^

Here's a link to the song on YouTube: /watch?v=nmcdLOjGVzw

For those wondering about my other two fanfictions, I will be updating the PJ one sometime during this week and the ROTG one sometime next week.

Thanks to everyone who has given me their support, I mean 63 followers O.O... just... wow... I was happy when I had 5 XD

So yeah check out my other stories if you'd like, and if you like this story click the fave button or leave a review, they make me want to update faster ^_^

****Images ^_^****

Dress: Elegant_Gothic_Long_Sleeves_Dress_DR00083_01
Boots: 9594D1A0-9B1E-466F-B8E1-C6F0E250DD3C
Michael: 104515105
Ariana's Mom: 8TlDt1O

P.S
Fredric, Johnathan, and Silvia are the two boys and the girl that Ariana and Mika kill in the video.