Author: Hello. This is my first fanfic so please do not hate. I might do some more editing to this chapter. I only own the following: Sasha, Pamela, Angel, Anthony, Eric, Mrs. Diana, Sasha's mom and dad. Song lyrics belong to respected artists.

Anyways, enjoy!

RIIIIIIIIIINNNNNGG! The bell went off as I opened my eyes only to see a bunch of…..words….in my face? Oh yea. We were doing silent reading and I fell asleep….again. Man, I hated reading Romeo & Juliet. I looked around to see that the classroom was already almost empty. I began packing up my stuff, till I looked in the corner of my eye to see three girls walking by. I recognized the one in the middle with short, straight blonde, dark green eyes, and wearing a orange crop top, blue daisy dukes, and white Nikes, Pamela. She had a sly smirk on her face as she kept eyeing my Romeo & Juliet book. I looked at the cover to see a yellow sticky note saying... "Sweet dreams, freak show." I shot a glare at her as I crumbled up the sticky note and threw it away. In response, she blew me a quick kiss before leaving with her friends.

That stupid slut. Ehh, I'll just throw her makeup bag in the toilet tomorrow when she isn't looking.

With that, I threw my black and purple backpack over my shoulder and left the classroom. I started to casually walk down the hallway when…. "Hey Sasha!" I heard a voice call me from behind. "I like how you didn't wake me up, Angel." I said sarcastically. "I'm sorry. I didn't think you would fall asleep again." She apologized innocently. "I didn't either to be honest." I said with a bit of a chuckle.

Angel has been a friend close friend of mine since the eighth grade. You can guess what her personality is just by knowing her name. Yep, she is an angel. She is a very sweet, innocent girl that everybody loves and there is no way you can ever get mad at her. She is about the same height as me which is about 5.5 last time I checked. She is pretty skinny with short, black, curly hair that she usually keeps in a bun. Today, she is wearing a white tank top that says 'Angel Girl' in pink, a pink circle skirt, white ballet flats, and a pink jewelry set to match. Yea, Angel is a true girly girl, unlike me. Today, I'm wearing a large black tank top that says the words "Fall Out Boy" in white, a black hoodie, ripped black jeans, and black knee high converse with white laces. I have long, dark brown straight hair with bangs in the front that I usually kept down. When it comes to body size, I have more curves than Angel, but I prefer to wear large or loose clothes to hide it. Honestly, we do seem the least likely to become friends, but it is what it is.

We continued walking down the hall. "So your sixteenth birthday is about a month and a half away. Are you planning on having a super sweet sixteen party?" Angel asked with a hint of excitement in her voice. "My mom is trying to convince me to have one but you know me. I like a lot of noise and I hate being around people." I said with a shrug. "Hey, does that mean you don't like hanging out with me?" Angel pouted. "Of course not, Angel." I said chuckling at her. "That's what I thought." She responded cheerfully. As we walked, we stopped to see a group of boys pass by and in the middle of that group was a boy I knew too well. My best friend, Anthony.

Anthony is considered one of the most popular guys at school because of his charming personality, his amazing looks, and the fact that he is the leader of the track team. He is about 5.8 which is a few inches taller than me. He is thin and slightly built with dark brown curly hair. Today, he is wearing a red Hollister t shirt, with green camouflage cargo pants, and red chucks. Almost every girl in the school would drop dead for him, especially when he talks in his flirtatious Spanish accent. Anthony and I have known each other since the fifth grade and he has always been very close to me which is why a lot of girls envy me. Take Pamela for example. She was Anthony's last girlfriend until she broke up with him for suspecting me of trying to steal Anthony from her. I swear, girls these days.

Anthony seemed to have noticed me and Angel, as he gave us a quick wave while flashing us his dazzling white smile. Angel and I waved back at him as he continued walking down the hall with his groupies. "So how does is it feel to be the bestie of one of the most popular guys at school, Sasha?" Angel asked with a slight teasing tone. "Oh hush, Angel." I said as I playfully rolled my eyes while she just giggled.

We walked until we reached the front of the school. "Thanks for walking me up here. My dad is picking me up for a doctor appointment. I'm supposed to be getting two shots today and I'm already truly terrified!" Angel said in a panicky tone. "Don't worry. It will be super quick. I've gotten many shots and I never felt a thing." I reassured her. "Hmmm. Your right, Sasha. Thanks." Said Angel, sounding a bit at ease. "Well, I gotta go catch my bus. See you tomorrow, Angel." I said waving to her. "Bye, Sasha. Don't forget we have that big history test in the morning." Crap! I totally forgot about that. Now I have to study.

I decided to take the long way to the bus loop to avoid traffic.

That was a mistake I had made.

I made a turn into an empty hall only to be greeted by the person that I hate the most."Hey, stranger." He said with a mischievous smirk on his face.

I'm starting to see why nobody comes this way.

"Go die, Eric." I said harshly as I kept walking. Without warning, he grabbed my arm holding me back."Oh come on, Sasha. That's no way to treat a friend." Eric said. "I believe the word 'friend' is a serious overstatement, you bastard. Now, I suggest you let me go before I rip your arm off and beat you with it!" I said yanking my arm away. "Ugh. You are so mean." Eric said trying to sound innocent.

Eric has been my school bully for the past two years. Back in ninth grade, Eric and I used to be friends even though he would tease me all the time. Until one day, he admitted he always was always 'in love' with me but ever since I rejected him, his small teasing became a lot harsher. Only God knows how much I can't stand him. Eric was once a short, somewhat chubby boy with wavy black hair, but now he has grown a few inches taller than me and has gained some muscles due to his new position on the baseball team.

"Why are you lingering around empty hallways like a freakin' pedophile?" I asked sounding annoyed. "Oh the usual, just waiting on my girlfriend to come by." Eric said with a shrug. "Pffft. I will never understand what that girl sees in you." I scoffed at him. "Awwwww. Is someone jealous because she can't have me or is it because she just a tool?" Eric said harshly.

Ok, this boy wants me to grant his death wish.

In a swift motion, I grabbed him by the collar and pinned him against the wall. Even though Eric maybe bigger than me now, but I know he is still the weak little boy I once knew. "What did ah tell ya before, don't EVER mention mah past!" I said as I glared intensely at him. Taken aback by my aggressive actions and my sudden country accent, Eric hesitantly gave a flirtatious smirk before saying, "I love seeing you get feisty, especially when you are so nice to look at." He said seductively, while looking down at my breast.

I swear one day I will have this boy's head.

What's funny is that no one knows what his true weakness is. "Listen Eric" I said more calmly now. "You and I both know the real reason you act with so much pride is because you are insecure about that little thing you...lack." I said that last part with a smirk as I glanced down. Catching on to what I said, Eric immediately tries to push me off. "Go to hell!" He yelled. "Fine. Take me there with you then." I retorted as I pushed him against the wall even harder. Seeing Eric was at a loss of words, I released his collar and began to walk away. "Just you wait. Tomorrow at lunch, I'm going to tell the whole school about your past. Then you will be an even bigger freak than what you already are." He threatened as I walked away. I paused out of shock and fear. Did he really have the balls to do that? After a few seconds, I regained myself. "I will be waiting." I said back to him without even looking back.

I marched on my bus and plopped down in my usual seat by the window. Luckily I have the whole seat to myself. I can't believe I let that bastard hold me up. Ugh, I just need to calm down. I put on my red Beats and started listening to 'My songs know what you did in the dark' by Fall Out Boy.

'Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.'

'Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.'

'B-B-B-Be careful making wishes in the dark, dark'

'Can't be sure when they've hit their mark'

'And besides in the mean, mean time'

'I'm just dreaming of tearing you apart'

'I'm in the de-details with the devil'

'So now the world can never get me on my level'

'I just gotta get you off the cage'

'I'm a young lover's rage'

'Gonna need a spark to ignite'

I stepped off the bus and began making my way home. I happened to look up to see ominous gray clouds covering the sky. Luckily my house is only three blocks away. Zzzzzztttt! My LG phone vibrated in my back pocket. I slipped it out seeing it was a text from Anthony.

-Hey Sasha, I didn't see you after school today. Where were you?

Aw man. I got so caught up with Eric's foolishness that I was too upset to remember to meet up with Anthony.

-Sorry, I totally lost track of time.

-It's alright. I'm coming over there in a little bit anyways. I just have to stop by the store real quick.

-Ok well you better hurry up. It's getting ready to rain soon.

With that, I slid my phone in my back pocket. Usually, Anthony and I would meet up at each other's house every other day for study purposes, but half the time we end up goofing off. I walked up to the front door of my soft blue and white trimmed house. I unlocked the door and stepped inside only to be greeted by the sound of the blaring alarm.

Good, no one is home yet, which means I have some time to have the house to myself.

I quickly turned off the alarm and walked into my room. My room is most definitely not what you would expect a punk rock girl like me to have. The walls are a soft pink with a white borderline. The carpet is a light cream color like it is throughout the rest of the house. All my dressers and my TV stand are white with a pink flower painted on each drawer. My bed is also white with a pink floral confronter and matching throw pillows, which is pretty much hidden under my mountain of stuffed animals. Most of them are stuffed tigers, because I adore them so much. This used to be my idea of the perfect room when I was a little girl, but now I'm sick of it. I really would prefer to change my room to something a bit darker and less girly but my mom refused.

Without hesitation, I tossed my bag on the floor and popped down face down on the bed. That's when I remembered I have that history test tomorrow. I guess I better get started. Reaching for my bag, I pulled out my history book and started flipping through the pages.

And flipping...and flipping...still flipping...I'm bored.

Snapping the book shut, I pulled out my iPod and began blasting 'Don't let me get me' by P!nk.

'Never win first place, I don't support the team'

'I can't take direction, and my socks are never

clean'

'Teachers dated me, my parents hated me'

'I was always in a fight cuz I can't do nothin'

right'

I went to my shelf and searched through my collection of Sonic the hedgehog comic books. Once I picked what I wanted, I laid back down on my bed and started reading. Only Anthony and my parents know this but I am secretly obsessed the sonic series. Ever since I was little I would spend all day, playing every sonic game in my possession. From sonic heroes, to sonic and the secret rings, to sonic 06, and even sonic boom. Lately, I have really been into the comics. I admired reading about the different adventures, the exciting action, and the awesome Archie characters that don't appear in the games. Sigh. It all sounds so amazing. I really wish that I could go to Mobius...

'Every day I fight a war against the mirror'

'I can't take the person starin' back at me'

'I'm a hazard to myself'

'Don't let me get me'

'I'm my own worst enemy'

'It's bad when you annoy yourself'

'So irritating'

'Don't wanna be my friend no more'

'I wanna be somebody else'

DING DANG DONG! That should Anthony. Pausing my music, I got up to go answer the door. I opened the door to see Anthony in his usual cheerful attitude. "Sup Princesa." He said giving me a hug. "I see you're still calling me that." I said returning his hug. "What? It fits you." He said with a grin. I rolled my eyes at remark. Anthony always called me Princesa when we were smaller because of my girly attitude and my desire to be a princess. Now that I am older and have had a complete personality change, there is no reason to be called that anymore. But for some reason Anthony still prefers to keep the nickname.

We walked back into my room and sat on the bed. Anthony began taking out his books when he asked "So how was your day?" I slightly froze at his question. "Oh you know...the usual...but it was fine." I replied hesitantly, trying not to think about the situation I got in with Eric. Anthony stopped what he was doing and gave me a concerned look. "Are you sure?" He asked. "Yea...I'm sure..." I replied hesitantly again. "Sasha," Anthony said as he placed his hand on my shoulder, looking into my eyes more seriously. "We have known each other for five years. I know you hesitate when you lie and remember you can tell me anything. Ok?" I forgot Anthony can see through my lies. Usually, I can lie to anyone without any problem, but when it comes to Angel, Anthony, and my mom, it's a different story.

Sighing in defeat, I decided to tell him. "Ok," I started as I looked at the floor. "After school, I got into it with Eric and he is threatened to tell everyone about...my past tomorrow at lunch." Even though I wasn't looking at him, I could sense the anger Anthony was feeling as he jumped up from his seat. "WHAT!? THAT'S NOT EVEN ANY OF HIS BUSINESS TO TELL! I'M SO GOING TO KILL HIM! HE BETTER HOPE HE DOESN'T CROSS A HALLWAY WITH ME! ESE HIJO DE PUTA ESTÚPIDA VA A MORIR!" Anthony yelled in complete anger. Anthony only speakers in his Spanish accent when he is really worked up or when he is flirting, just like me when I speak in my country accent (except I don't flirt).

Trying to calm Anthony down, I grab his hand. "No Anth, you already got into a fight with him in ninth grade. I don't want you to get in trouble for me again." I pleaded. Anthony looked at the worry in my eyes and began to calm down. I am the only person who can calm him down no matter what. Anthony sighed as he sat back down and placed his hand on my head. "I know, it's just...you are my best friend and I'm getting sick of these stupid bastards that won't leave you alone. I can't help but be protective of you."

Maybe it's best I don't tell him about Pamela.

"Yea, but I don't want you to have to go to jail for protecting me. If you're going to protect me I need you here with me. Ok?" I said. Anthony gave me a small smile as he tousled my bangs. "Ok, Princesa." I playfully rolled my eyes, but smiled back.

"So I know how you have that history test tomorrow" Anthony said, picking up his history book. "Did you study yet?" He asked. "I...attempted..." I replied hesitantly. Anthony shot me a glare. "Ok. I opened the book. That's some progress." I admitted. Anthony just chuckled as he shook his head.

Anthony and I got bored from studying, so we decided to turn on the TV and watch Modern Family. We were now sitting on the floor with Anthony sitting Indian style while I laid down on his lap. "I remember when you dyed your hair red. Why did you change it back?" He asked while stroking my bangs. "The stupid dye was getting into my clothes. Anyways I didn't like it on me that much." I said. "But I really liked it." I glanced at Anthony hearing the bit of sadness in his voice. Both of our deep brown eyes staring back at each other's, causing blush to creep up on my face. Realizing this, I quickly turned my head back towards the TV, hoping he didn't notice.

Sometimes, I can't help but letting his charms get to me. He is one of the cutest and most popular guys at school so what do you expect? But….that doesn't mean I….have feelings for him….right?

"So," Anthony said, snapping me out of my thoughts. "You're coming to my track meet tomorrow after school, right?" "Duh, I have to support my best friend, don't I?" I replied, running my fingers through his soft hair. "Ok, I was just making sure since I know you don't like going to sporting events." He said, chuckling. "Ehh, I'll suck it up." I said with shrug. "Ok good, because I thought I would have to tickle you for you to come!" With that, Anthony got on top of me and roughly began to tickle my side. He always does this when he is trying to cheer me up or when he is trying to convince me to do things I most likely wouldn't. I laughed uncontrollably while attempting to push him away. "HAHA...STOP IT ANTH...YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME PEE MYSELF!" I pleaded letting tears roll down my eyes. Anthony, who was also laughing, got off me while tried to calm myself down.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzztttttt! Anthony picked up his phone to see he was getting a call. "Hello?" He answered. "ANTHONY! DÓNDE ESTÁS!? TE DIJE QUE ME LLAMA DESPUÉS DE LA ESCUELA, NO PERO NUNCA ESCUCHÉ NADA DE TI!" Knowing who it is, I couldn't help but giggle. Anthony had a panicked expression on his face as he passed me the phone. "It's for you." I took the phone from him and began to talk. "Hi Mrs. Diana" I said in the phone. "Oh hello, Sasha. I should have known Anth would be with you today." Mrs. Diana replied cheerfully.

Anthony's mom, Mrs. Diana, has a heavy Spanish accent, unlike her son. When Anthony speaks English you wouldn't even think he had a Spanish accent. Mrs. Diana completely adores me. In fact, she believes that I would be a more perfect girlfriend for him than any other girl. She says this all the time, but me and Anth say different.

I returned the phone back to Anthony. "Anth. your aunt and uncle just came in town and they want to see you." I heard his mom say. "Ok mom. I'll be there soon." With that he hung up. "Well, I gotta go." Anthony said as he got up. Feeling a little disappointed, I reluctantly got up too. "Ok, I'll walk you out."

We walked to the front door. Before walking out, Anthony pulled me into a hug. "Don't worry about tomorrow. Everything is going to be alright, ok?" He assured me. "Ok." I replied solemnly. I can sense the worry in his voice. He pulled away from me and started walking out the door. "See tomorrow, Princesa! Love you bestie!" He said in his cheerful demeanor as he made a heart shape with his hands. "Love you too, Anth." I replied, giggling as I returned his heart shaped hand gesture.

I closed the door behind me when I looked towards the kitchen to see my mom coming in through the garage door. "Hey hon." She greeted. "Hi ma, you just missed Anthony." I replied. "Awww really? I guess Ah'll catch him next time." She said, putting her stuff down. "Sooo...did anything interestin' happen while you two were here alone?" Mom asked with a smirking growing on her face.

Omg, did she really just asked that!?

"Maaaa! We were just studying! Of course none of...that happened! He has a girlfriend anyways!" I shouted in embarrassment, blushing at the thought of it all. My mom only laughed at my outburst. "Hahaha, Ah was just kiddin', hon. Ah just wanted to see the look on yer face." She said in between her laughing. I only chuckled back at her, as I walked back to my room.

Unlike me, my mom has a heavy country accent since she was born in a small rural town just like my dad. When I was about seven, we moved to the urban city so my parents could have better careers. My mom became fashion designer while my dad opened his own electrician company. Even though I'm happy for my parents and their careers, I really wish we stayed in the country.

I sat on my bed and continued watching TV until my mom walked in. "Ah talked to yer dad today. He said he should be home from his business trip by tomorrow." Mom told me. "Oh, Ok then." I said, trying to sound at least a bit excited.

My dad and I aren't very close. When I was little, we were as close as father and daughter can be. But ever since what happened in my past...it's like he completely disowns me.

My mom sighed as she took a seat next to me. "Ah'm almost afraid to ask how was school, today." She said glancing at me. "Ehh, people will be people. You think I should be used to it by now." I shrugged sounding slightly sad. My mom detected the sadness in my voice as she reached over to pull me into a hug. "Ah'm sorry people put ya through this, but Ah'm proud about how strong ya are bein'. Don't worry, one day yer strength will get you higher than whatcha can imagine and people will see ya for who ya really are." I soft smile grew on my lips as I returned her hug. "Thanks, ma."

After she released me, I began to yawn. "Someone's gettin' tired."she said smiling. "Yea, I guess I better get ready for bed." I said stretching. "Alright then. Ah'm going to church tonight. So, Ah guess Ah'll see ya in the mornin'. Goodnight, hon." My mom said as she got up and left the room. "Goodnight, ma."

I took quick shower before changing into a pair of gray comfy shorts and dark blue shirt with a image of Sonic the hedgehog on it that says 'Catch me if you can.' After brushing my teeth, I brushed my long thick brown hair into a small bun, leaving my bangs out in my face. Once I was done, I slipped into bed and began to think.

So let's sum things up. My name is Sasha. I am a misunderstood country girl who loves the sonic series and and is believed to be some sort of freak or an outcast. The only people who are most important to me are Angel, Anthony and my mom. They have always been there for me, unlike people at school or any of my family members; they are always there for me and were there for me when I was suffering in my past. The story of my past can wait for another time. For now, I need to figure out how am I going to survive school tomorrow.

I blew my bangs out of my face as I turned my body towards the wall, staring at my favorite Sonic the hedgehog poster. I loved this poster out of any of the other I have seen because it has every character of the video games and the Archie comics.

Times like this is when I wish I could disappear from the face of the earth...

Author: Whew! Chapter one is done. Honestly I think it came out pretty good, if I do say so myself. But I will let you guys be the judge of that. Tell me what you think and I will see you in the next chapter. Thanks for reading!