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Chapter 1: Bullied

Nessie's POV

I ran from the school building as fast as I could. I had hoped that I would be able to successfully outrun my pursuers, but of course luck was not on my side.

I tripped and fell flat on my face. I tried to break my fall but I only succeeded in scraping my palms.

Laughter broke out all around me as my pursuers caught up to me.

"Oh just look at the little freak" Teased Veronica.

"She is exactly where she belongs...in the dirt you know since she is nothing but dirt herself" That came from Veronica's twin sister Valerie.

I started to cry. Then I noticed that my favorite stuffed animal, a reddish brown wolf that I carried with me everywhere, had landed in a nearby puddle. I grabbed him immediately and started to clean him off.

"Oh look at that the little baby and her toy" This time it was Teresa that spoke. Laughter erupted all around me.

"Listen freak you do not have the right to come to this school. Only we get to say who's allowed to come here or not-"

"Oh yeah and who gave you that authority?" My voice was barely audible.

Uh oh! I had made them mad and that was never good.

"You're going to pay for that loch ness!" Veronica sneered. Then they all started to kick me really hard. They kicked me in just about every part of my body imaginable. Tears clouded my vision but I could hear them clearly laughing at my pain. They didn't stop until the bell rang.

I went to the bathroom first just to clean myself up. I was a mess. I had cuts and scrapes everywhere. Bruises that I could only try to hide. I hated the bullying. I was basically the school's punching bag. I was a magnet for all the school bullies. Not that my family knew this though. I didn't plan on telling them anytime soon either.

My teacher was pretty upset with me when I walked into class five minutes. I didn't say anything as I took my usual seat in the back of my class.

It was Algebra. I actually enjoyed math. I also loved Science and History. Right now we're learning about the civil war and some guy named Jasper Whitlock. Apparently he was the youngest major in the Texas calvary.

"Okay class" Mr. Banner said. "I'm going to give you a complicated math problem and the first one to figure it out will automatically get 10 extra credit points"

As he started writing the equation someone forcefully pushed a note on my desk.

I opened it and it read you freaking ugly dumbass bitch why don't you just kill yourself already? No one wants you here you whore I looked to my right where Ashley, another bully of mine, was sitting. She was fighting to control the laughter that wanted to erupt from her body. Meanwhile I tried not to cry.

I didn't have friends but I definitely had bullies. I was bullied both physically and mentally.

I hated school. I really did. Well it wasn't the learning part that I hated. It was the relentless bullying. I was just known as the 'orphaned freak' around here.

I'm not even an orphan. I have parents, adoptive parents. I also have two brothers and a sister. My eldest brother Josh18 and he is a senior here. My sister Angela is 16, as for me, well I'm 17 years old. My youngest brother, Jason, is only three months old.

So I definitely have a family, not that any of them knows about what goes on. I'd also rather that they don't find out.

Once Mr. Banner had finished writing the problem I began to work on it immeidately. It was a word problem. I worked out the problem and figured it out in a few seconds.

Ashley's hand shot in the air faster then mine did.

"Yes Ashley?" Mr. Banner said.

"The answer is 42"

She gave me an evil smile which told me that she had copied off of my work...again. She is always copying my work and cheating off of me when we have exams. Yet she calls me the dumbass.

"That is correct Ashley. Well done. Ten extra credit points for you"

I fought the urge to scream. It didn't matter if I accused her of cheating or not. Nobody believed me. The bullies are always believed over me.

The bell signaling the end of the school day rang. I breathed a huge sigh of relief. It was Friday and I wouldn't have to return to this hell-hole for a few days.

I walked home by myself. My brother and sister think that I'm crazy. After all I had a very beautiful brand new Mercedes that I could have driven to school. It was the latest model. I was just terrified of what the bullies would do to it if they saw me driving it. My brother drove a Bentley and my sister drove a Ferrari.

Up until just a few years ago we had very little money. My mom was a nurse and my dad was a cop. We were nearly poverty stricken. Then I don't know what happened but almost overnight my dad got all this money. None of us know how it happened but we were suddenly rich. My dad refuses to tell us where the money is coming from. He gets upset every time that we ask him about it actually. He's never even told my mom.

By the time I got home it felt like every single part of my body was hurting. The good beating I got from the bullies seemed to be doing me in right now. As soon as I got home I grabbed my car keys and left again.

My mom had asked me to take her some food for dinner because she decided to work a little bit of overtime but she forgot to pack food.

The first thing that I noticed when I got to the hospital parking lot was just how busy it was. I wondered why my mother would even want to work overtime. It's not like we need the money. She and dad could have easily quit working already.

I went up to the counter and asked for my mom. They let me pass right away.

I heard my iPhone beep as I walked through the hallway. I fumbled around my bag for it.

It was a text that read Just die already! Bitch! I had been so preoccupied with my phone that I didn't pay attention to where I was walking. Until I accidentally walked right into someone. Whoever it was was rock hard and ice cold.

When I looked up I was shocked. The guy was extremely beautiful. Pale skin and strange golden eyes. Dr. Cullen his name was.

From the irritated expression on his face I was expecting some sort of rude remark. Then he stopped, his golden eyes going wide with shock.

"I'm sorry" I said as I continued walking right past him. He stared at me the whole time.

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