Chapter 1

"Shit!" I said as my finger got snapped in the ring of my 3 inch binder. My name is Maybella Uhlvian and I live in the small town of Union, Kentucky. My two besties are Bethany Palscova and Lillian Grace. Our parents have been friends since college and they all got pregnant around the same time. Yeah it's kind of weird, but they all had one odd obsession….. 1900 names! I warned you that it was weird! So guess what? We all got freakish names! Well lily's last name is at least normal, but come on Uhlvian and Palscova! Where did those last names come from as far as I'm concerned we are America all the way? Well, I will get off that topic now or else I can go on forever!

So we go to Ryle High School and are in our junior year. I will start by explaining each one of us. Bethany is the girl that every guy in school would die to date, but she acts like she isn't. Lillian is the star soccer player and has killer abs! Now for me, I'm not the prettiest thing ever and I can't play sports for my life. What do I have though? I can read for hours straight and I am the geek that everyone makes fun of behind their backs! I probably wouldn't have friends like Bethany or Lillian if it wasn't for our parents being friend sand always having play dates when we were little.

Okay, back to school. So I'm in 7th period which I have with Bethany and I just clipped my finger in my binder. "May! You never cuss! Is May becoming a big girl?" Bethany said sarcastically.

"I don't know? I could try some more on you!"

"Oh sure you wouldn't. You like words like bullpoopie!"

"Yep!"

"Whatever!"

"Just cause you like to argue doesn't mean that everyone else does. Oh and did you finish that cookie you had at lunch? I'm starving! That butt Mathew stole mine!"

"Yeah here. I will take care of Mathew also!"

"No need. I'm used to it!"

"Okay kids stop talking it's time to start class." Mr. Marsh slowly said. Mr. Marsh is our history teacher and talks as slow as a snail and we never get further then a couple pages in our text books a day. He doesn't just talk like a snail he looks like one too! He has tiny eyes and a really big mouth.

A paper wad shot across the room and hit me in the back of the head.

"Hey, Maybella, I bet you can read much faster then Mr. Snail why don't you challenge him to a read off dork!" Mathew sneered.

"Piss off, Mathew!" Beth shot at him with as much venom in her voice as she could get.

"When you don't have your little Barbie doll here to protect you, you will be sorry for even coming to this school!"

"Will I? Personally I don't think so. You might though, when you're still stuck in this dump hole and I'm out at a fancy college." I told him matter of factly.

"You just wait!" he yelled back.

"Mathew! Detention! It's the second time today you were talking while I was reading!" Mr. Marsh tried you yell, but just ended up sounding like a smoker. "Class dismissed".

"Bye May! I have to meet Jason at his locker we are going to hang with some of the football friends!" Bethany exclaimed.

"Bye Beth, have fun and be careful!" I responded, but she was already out the door so she most likely missed the warning. I was walking into the bathroom to apply some more makeup before I went to meet my mom at Panera Bread when Mathew and his little gang stepped out of one of the girls stalls with the strong sent of alcohol on them.

"May, May, May. Looks like Barbie isn't here anymore. What are you going to do? Looks like it's just you and my buds in here." He said as he trailed his hand down my arm in a rough manner. I could tell he was drunk because he couldn't even walk in a straight line. Man, he must have chugged something strong. What was I going to do? I know that the teachers were gone because I heard the last of them leave like 10 minutes ago. The only people left were the basketball players because they had practice today. Maybe if I work up a loud enough scream one of them would hear me? No, no that won't work my throat is to dry to scream. I could run right now. Why am I not moving? Great! I can't move! I feel like I'm in one of those sci-fi movies were people get trapped in their own bodies. Think May! Concentrate! Oh no he's touching my thigh and pulling it towards him! Oh god, help me! At that moment I got my feeling back and I kicked him as hard as I could in the shine and then froze again! What good is that if I can't run! Now I'm so screwed!

"Oh no, you didn't just kick me!" He yelled in my face. With all the strength he could muster (which is a lot for someone who weight lifts) He slapped my across the face and I feel to my knees. He stared kicking me all over and I could feel the blood trickling down my head. My ribs were aching with more pain then the time I hit with a bat in gym. Great! I'm seeing stars that can't be good and if I pass out I know what they will do to me.

"Get up! Get up!" he slurred. I got to my feet and he pulled me close. His hands were in places that I don't even let my momma touch. All his gang members started coming and soon I didn't know who was where and what was going on. But soon I was on the ground and crawling towards a corner. Tears and blood, tears and blood. That's all I could think about. There was so much blood that I was worried that I wouldn't have any left! Then I hear a hiss and running feet and I'm pretty sure a "holy shit" was yelled by Mathew, but I'm not sure because I was on the verge of blacking out. I felt a strange coldness touch my head and then I blackout.