Hey guys, it's me again! I'm here with a Zoke story! :D I hope you enjoy it.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TOTAL DRAMA

Zoey's POV

I look at myself in the mirror thinking about who am I. I hate how the way I look. I hate this town because all of the popular cheerleaders and jocks always makes fun out of me for looking different for one my hair and my retro clothes. I love fashion, so I make my own clothes for a hobby. I am Zoey Sandra's and I'm 18, and I have no friends or no family since they both died in a car crash. I had only one friend who was my only friend and her name was Shannon and she had brown hair with blue eyes, but she had moved to a different place much better.

I sit down on my chair undo my pigtails and brush through my hair. It was a bit tangled but I kept brushing through 100 times each side then to the other. All I want in life is to have good friends and a perfect boyfriend who is caring and gentle to protect me when ever I'm hurt. I will never get a boyfriend looking like this. I felt tears rolling down my eyes as I sniffed and got rid of them with my arm. 'All I want is to be the same as everyone else, if only someone felt my pain' I just don't want to think about those times when people made fun out of me.

Flashback

I was only five years old as I had looked nervous and was trembling a lot.

"Mummy, I don't want to go to class, all the kids will make fun out of me for having different hair." I say hiding behind my mum's back.

"Oh Zoey, there's nothing to be afraid of." My mum reassured me. "Your going to make lots of friends." I smiled making me feel more confident.

"Thanks mum." I gave her a kiss on the cheek and went inside not feeling that nervous until kids was throwing spit balls at my face.

"Hey reddy! Why's your hair red!?" said the guy with black hair as everyone was laughing at me. Tears started rolling down my eyes as I quickly got rid of them.

End Of Flashback

Life here is terrible. I got out my red flower suit case and started packing my clothes inside. I had went up the loft to see some of the things I might bring to remember me by my parents and not here. I had checked in almost every box that I need until I saw a box saying 'Zoey's Diary's' There was a lot of dust on the diary that hadn't been opened for about 5 years or maybe more. I blew the dust of the diary that had a red cover with a pink flower on it with lots of pages written inside it from 2003 when I was only 7 and I'm 18.

I flicked through the pages looking at the pages like 11th September 2007 saying stuff about my first day of high school since I was 11. As I read it, I had a terrible flash back about how I was bullied in High School.

Flashback

I entered the classroom as everyone looked at me blankly. I heard everyone whispering. I saw all the girls laughing and pointing at me when I sat down on my chair.

"Why does that girl have red hair."One of the jocks said.

"Ugh, why is she wearing a belly top!? Those are like for the popular people." I hear one of them behind my chair as I cry. During lunch, I would go the girl's toilet and cry and pretend I never exsited putting my knees towards my chest shaking and crying at the same time.

End Of Flashback

I had immediately closed the diary right after I read that paragraph of my first day of high school and had put it right inside my suitcase. Thinking about it more is making me think about the stuff that had happened to me in the past. I had finished packing up my clothes and close things by me and had locked my door and put my key inside the dirt, so me or no one else will never find it.

I had got on a train until I saw a guy with a black hair along with a green Mohawk, teal eyes and some piercings on his face.

"Hi uh, are you okay?" He said to me as I nodded.

"Uh yeah I'm fine." I say quietly.

"It doesn't look like it. It looks like someone made your life a living hell." He said making me laugh. "I'm Duncan."

"Zoey." I shake his hand.

"So red, were you heading?" Duncan said to me giving me a nickname.

"Um, I'm just looking for place to stay away from my town." I said looking at the window leaving my old small town.

"You should come to Wanawaka City. It seems to be crappy but I guess it's not a bad place to live since most of the people here are nice, but I'm a bad guy not the good kind." He was serious on the last bit on his sentence as I steeped back a bit.

"Oh okay." I nodded nervously. Although he is really nice to me, he looks like a tough guy who was wearing a spiky chocker and a skull t-shirt.

"Since I lost almost everything in my life like my girlfriend, my money (since I blew up the mayor's mansion and had to pay the court), and everything else. I feel so weak and helpless that I'm turning into my good side. I just want to date my first girlfriend I had ever had and propose to her. I think she still hates me after kissing my ex Gwen, and might be dating Scott since those two are really close together." Duncan explained his life and story making my heart drop. I know how he feels after the way he's treated. It's not his fault that he does these mistakes, it's his personality .

"Hey, don't blame yourself. Don't worry everything will work out in the end you'll see." I smiled patting his shoulder. "And I really hope you can get back with you first girlfriend, and I think she'll forgive a nice, uh I mean sensitive guy like you."

"Wow you really think so?" He said as I nodded. "Thanks Zoey." He gave me a hug as I hugged back. I kept thinking to myself, 'Maybe a change is good for me, I mean afterall what could happen?' On my way to Wanawaka City I kept thinking of that question.

Okay so I know the first chapter wasn't great, but I will try to make these chapters more better and more longer if I can. If your all wondering this is not a Doey fic, but it will have some Duncan and Zoey friendship inside. Thanks for reading this chapter and chapter two will be up soon. Bye!