Authors Note: Hello! This is my first fan fiction, well that I'll post. I hope to get better at writing these and I also hope you guys enjoy!
Maybe I did something wrong in my past life? School is meant to be the place to be laughing with friends, not trying to hide yourself from the bad comments being thrown at you. My name is Anna Milton, and all I seem to get at school is hate. These people don't even know me yet they continue to do this to me. Kripke High is my 5th high school. And also my last, all the moving has made my grades fall. I can't say I ever had many friends, as I cannot recall one. I believe I have a sign on me which says 'Freak.'
Kripke High has many groups, the popular clique, of course. It consists of Dean, Jo, Bela, Benny, Ruby, Gabriel and Meg. I usually attempt to stay away from them but it doesn't always work out, well because they seem to come find me, yes, trouble follows me.
I arrived at school, the stone I was kicking while listening to a mixture of songs falls down a drain. I look up at the parking lot and carefully zigzag my way through the cars, but I obviously didn't sneak past well enough, as Bela saw me. "Hey Freak! Still one of the only people without a car? Sucks for you. I however, have many cars, loads of choice. You could say I sleep naked, in silk sheets, rolling in money." She grins and nods at her friends as people start to laugh. Naked, yeah you slut, I laugh to myself and roll my eyes at Bela. "That would explain why nobody sells anything to you, they don't want the money as it probably smells like fish." I snigger as Belas' smile turns into a frown and people grow silent, maybe I shouldn't of said anything. "What did you say? Little miss FREAK has a come back? What has the world come to?" She comes to me and gives me a shove before turning around and flicking her hair into my face. Once again the crowd claps, feeling defeated I put my head down and walk into the school halls, escaping my embarrassment seems to be a normal thing. As I was grabbing my books for my next subjects another red head comes up to me, Charlie. "Hey Anna! Don't worry, I'm on your side. That Bela is a bitch, believe me I know. She ripped up my Harry Potter books, what possess someone to do that?" Her expression turned from happy to angry, okay this girl really loves her books, but I can't trust Charlie. Her brother is Dean. Well she was adopted into that family, so Dean and his group are probably using her to get juicy gossip from me, well sorry guys I'm smarter than that. "Thanks Charlie..Well she seems to have enough money to buy you some more, you should push that subject with her." I shrug and close my locker, and do a half smile at her, not trusting doesn't mean I can't smile. "I've tried! She just doesn't get it! Only people I really know that do understand are Chuck and what's her name- uh Becky?" She tilts her head to the side to show she's confused, "Yeah Becky!" This blonde girl down the hall, most likely the Becky she speaks of stared at us weird, but her friend pulled her away. "Never heard of them. Sorry." I begin to walk toward my history class and Charlie follows me, "My lockers this way, I'll walk with you!" I stop and look at her, "Charlie, yeah they are bitches to me but you don't have to walk with me, I'm a big girl." I continue walking as Charlie pauses to think of an answer, "No! I'm not pitying you, I'm attempting to befriend!" She nods fast and I shrug, "Okay." I wasn't in the big talking mood today, but we soon passed Charlies' locker so she stopped and I kept going. Finally, time to myself.
In History I was peacefully listening to Fall Out Boy as Mr Singer rambled on about god knows what, when Dean walked in. He was late, and just my luck, the only spare seat was next to me, yay. He sat next to me and grinned, he was hot, I have to admit that but I can't crush on him, he's a jerk. I avert my eyes from him and watch the board, but get interrupted by Dean curling his fingers around my hair, "It feels different, hey that's why it's your hair! You are different to." I knew that could be taken nicely or meanly, but I just knew it was a dick remark. I pulled my hair away from his grasp and moved my chair over, so I was sitting further away. But Dean seemed to want to piss me off, so he grabbed my headphones and put them in his ears, well if he wants to play that game.. I turn the volume up fully and he doesn't budge, oh its paused. When he was concentrated on the board, forgetting my headphones were in his ears I played the music. Which caused him to jump and pull the headphones out of his ears before glaring at me as he rubbed his ears, "What the fuck? You bitch!" Dean moved his chair over to his side of the table and I turned my music down and smiled to myself, they want to play funny games, then that we will play.
Tomorrow I'll be screwed, maybe even today. Not wanting to deal with the rest of the day, after my history class I went to first aid and called home 'sick.' This is the only way to get out of hell for the day, instead of walking as usual, my mum happened to be home so she picked me up. "Anna! You look dreadful dear!" Oh lies, or maybe the truth. I'm not sick at all, this is just how I always look. "Yeah thanks mum now can we go?" I urgently asked and ignored any questions she had to ask. God parents are annoying.