Hello world! Umm, this is my first fanfic so.. uh... I hope you like it... I've never written an author's note before so I don't really know what to say :/ So yea. First chapter, please tell me what you think of it!


Amber's POV:

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

Stretching, I turned to switch my alarm off. I sat up, glaring at my alarm clock. I hate waking up for school. After a few seconds I decided that I showed my alarm clock enough hatred for the day so I walked over to my closet, deciding what to wear for my first day of school at Fordville High.

Ever since I was 13 my family was constantly moving towns and schools so I never had any actual friends. People were only nice to me because they thought I was pretty. It was that or the fact that my parents own one of the biggest cosmetic businesses worldwide, meaning that my family were billionaires.

Which brings me back to now. Looking at my choices I decided on a dark purple off-the-shoulder top, black skinny jeans and my favourite two fold converse. I took my hair out of its messy bun from the previous night and combed through it. When I was satisfied I shook it out a little and kept a hairtye on my wrist just in case. As for makeup, nada. Niente. Zilch. Having parents who run a cosmetic company means that I get as many cosmetic products as I want for free. But the thing is, I don't even remember the last time I put any makeup on. Lipgloss is as far as I'll go.

See, that's the difference between me and other girls. They'll be putting clowns to shame with all the makeup they cake on, just to become popular and rule the school. I don't want to be popular. If I do end up popular I'd rather it be for being myself. Since that's never going to happen, I'm fine with just being the unpopular new girl.

Happy with how I looked, I grabbed my backpack and made my way downstairs. As I walked into the kitchen, I saw a note on the table.

Amber,

Your father and I are on a business trip. We will be gone for a few months, but we know you'll be fine. If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to call us. Have fun on your first day of school.

Love you lots, Mum. xoxoxo

I sighed and rolled my eyes. I'm used to this by now. Most of the time they're never around, but I'm just fine on my own.

Going over to the other side of the kitchen, I put two pieces of bread in the toaster and poured some orange juice. Sitting at the counter I downed all my orange juice just as the toast popped up. Checking my phone, I finished off my toast and headed for school. I wonder what will be in store for me today.


Stepping through the doors I looked at the map that was mailed to me along with my timetable and locker number. Locker 258, shouldn't be too hard to find. In less than two minutes I found my locker.

Ha I deserve an award just for that I always get lost!

Anyway...

I opened my locker, putting my backpack inside and getting my timetable out. Science then Math. Awesome, I'm good at that stuff. I got the things I needed for those subjects and closed my locker, making my way to my Science class. As I walked into class everyone went along doing what they liked. Shrugging to myself I went and sat at a random empty lab bench. Silence filled the room as all eyes were on me. I raised an eyebrow at them. "What? Haven't you seen a new student before?" Everyone stayed still.

A girl with dark brown hair and red tips rolled her eyes at everyone else and walked over to me. "That's Raquelle's seat. She's the most popular girl at school."

"Raquelle sounds like a tramp."

"Oh you're not wrong. She is." She smirked. "I like you already. The name's Lucy Stone." She held her hand out to me.

"Amber Taylor." I smiled shaking her hand. Lucy looked over to the door and scowled. "Ugh, Raquelle's here." I also turned to the door, watching some blonde haired blue eyed girl walk in. I took this time to really look at this 'Raquelle' chick. She was wearing a tight tank top that showed off most of her neon green bra, and her pink skirt was two sizes two tight. What a harlot. To top it all off, even a clown puts on less makeup than her. To be honest, I don't know how or why she's so popular.

She turned to the lab bench Lucy and I were sitting at. Like before, everyone was silent and staring with wide eyes as she made her way over. "That's my seat," Raquelle looked at us hard. "And you're telling me this because...?" I smirked as she let out a little gasp. Guess no one's ever told her no before. Lucy let out a small chuckle. "Let me rephrase that.. Get out of my seat!" she tried again.

"Not happening sweetheart."

She scoffed at me. "Do you know who I am?!" she yelled, her breath hitting my nostrils. Gosh, can somebody please get this girl a toothbrush?

"Do you know who I am?" I shot back, raising an eyebrow.

"...No!"

"Good, then we're even." By now, Lucy was cracking up. Raquelle stared at me with wide eyes, her mouth forming an 'o'. "Don't ya get it, blondie? I'm sitting here, and I don't see your name on this stool so suck it up and sit somewhere else." I crossed my arms and slightly narrowed my eyes at her. Raquelle glared at the two of us. I stayed still, not even blinking. Finally, she gave up and left us with a very weak, "This isn't over." She went and sat at another table, but I could feel her eyes silently shooting daggers at me.

"Alright!" Lucy high-fived me. "No one's ever done that to Raquelle before," she told me.

"Well it seemed like it was about time someone did." At that moment the teacher came in and started class. Throughout the lesson Lucy and I chatted away while doing the science experiment as instructed by the teacher. Science was over before I knew it.

"Amber, what do you have next?"

"Math."

"Awesome, so do I." We gathered all our stuff and walked to Math together. I'm liking this place already.


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