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~Let no man pull you low enough for you to hate him~

Chapter 1: Of Snakes and Boys

I'm usually not a hater;I just don't like people. So that makes me a hater. I hate people.

My name is Penny Jackson. (Okay,it's really Penelope but I hate that name to the core) I'm a normal sixteen year old who studies in Goode Middle and High School a.k.a Your Doom. I have an annoying twin brother Percy (Perseus;his name is better than mine) and the best mother in the world. My dad usually is never around since he's always sailing and stuff. And of course,my best friend.

Thalia Grace,the nightmare of most boys and the hatful one amount girls. She wears liberate amount of eyeliner,pink and ripped cloths and motobike gloves which have holes for her fingers. She had a milky fair complexion with tiny freckles all over her nose and cheekbones. They almost look blue. Her eyes are coal black and they can kill you with a single glance. And she can beat up a gang of boys with just her thumb finger. And her middle finger of course.

"Yo boss!" She grinned,slamming me on my back. I winced but forced a smile.

"Heyyy Thals." I arched my back painfully.

"My bad! So,I was thinking that we should go down to the arcade after school. You in?"

"Sure. If we don't get detention."

Me and Thalia have gotten so many detentions everyday I've lost count. Well,it's mostly Thalia. She manages to pull me in certain stuff,like throwing eggs at the teacher's cars,writing curse words with spray paint on the lockers etc etc. And yes,I'm proud of it.

I opened my locker. Thalia's locker was (luckily) right next to mine. I opened it and took out my Chemistry books for the next class. Just then I felt a spitball thrown on the side of my forehead.

"Hey!" I said angrily,turning. Oh fuck no. I saw the gang of boys laughing together,giving each other high fives and fist bumps,and their douche of a leader was smirking at me.

Apollo Solace,possibly every girl's dream (gag me now) and playboy of Goode. He's well known for being extremly rich and has a good reputation,despite him smoking cigarettes and flunking classes. Well,he's actually pretty good in studies,and I have to say he's beaten me a fair number of times. Jerkwad. He's been with almost every girl in the school (almost) and is even loved by the teachers. Double jerkwad.

And how do I know this? Because his dad and my dad are both well known businessmen and they get along pretty well. Ugh. Oh,and did I tell you that they bother studied and grew up together? Yeah. Gross.

He normally doesn't bully a girl. He teases them in a way to make her tear off her clothes and run for him. But me? I'm an exclusive. He's been my childhood bully for like,years. Yes,we've both grown up together,but I fucking hated him ever since we were kids. And guess what? I still hate him. He's got nothing but air in his head. And you must be thinking,'Woah Penny,you must obviously have a crush on him!'

Dude,you must be drunk. Just get your shit together.

You know how they say opposites attract? Guess what,that doesn't work for us. We both are like,the North and South Pole. Everything we both love are totally against each other. He thinks that's he's more hotter than Harry Styles,because no he is not. And he's nothing next to Jeon Jungkook. Nothing.

He had blond hair Zayn-Malik-Style,which he's always tossing to the side and running his fingers through. His irises are blue and he's got a tan too. He's always busy wearing ripped clothes and purposely flexing his muscles around girls. His teeth is so bright it can cause blindness. He's tall,lean,muscular blah,blah,blah. Technically,he's who every girl wants,and every boy wants to be. My dream is to load him into a canon of snakes and shoot him into the Atlantic.

"My bad Jackson," he grinned,his eyes twinkling mischieviously "didn't see you there. Well,nobody ever sees you,so.."

"Ignore." Thalia grumbled under her breath as they all laughed and walked away "I would beat the guy to pulp if he wasn't so good looking."

I slammed my locker shut and frowned. "Thals,what is so good looking in him? He'd look good dead!"

"You have no taste." She said,rolling her eyes. Ugh,it's the entire school that has no taste. I picked up the spitball and threw it at Thalia.

"Ouch. That really hurt." She mumbled as it bounced off her forehead. I shouldered my bag as we walked to our next class. Me and Thalia have Chemistry,English and Biology together. Okay,just one more hour of Chemistry,and you're home free.