~Chapter Two~

~AUTHOR'S NOTE~

This is gonna be a short chapter- SORRY!

Forced to return to school the next day, I angrily jumped into Becky's truck the next day, still hiding my face behind my black hair.

"Hey, Raven!" Becky greeted me excitedly.

"Hi, Beck." I sighed.

"What's wrong?" She asked, suddenly concerned. I sighed again, pushing my hair back and showing her my pouting face. She screamed a little, cringing away from my wounds.

"Wha- What Happened!" She finally whispered.

"I tripped trying to get into Alexander's house. He is ignoring me now. I thought he was just upset! Jameson drove me away to the hospital and he never even came downstairs!" I doubted Becky was listening to a word I said, as when I opened my mouth to talk, she noticed my missing canine tooth. With one hand over her mouth in astonishment, she raised the other slowly to point at my mouth.

"Yeah, I know." I said, touching my exposed gums where the tooth was missing from.

"So much for being a vampire," She said quietly.

"I know. This is the worst thing to ever happen to me!" I exclaimed. Becky finally snapped out of it and pushed down on the gas pedal, driving us quickly to the nightmare known as "High School."

"I can't believe I'm forced to come here today!" I yelled, slamming the car door. "Careful," Becky said in her quiet voice. I brushed my hair in front of my face again, staring at my feet as I followed Beck to the door. Prepared for the worst day of my entire life, I pushed open the door and headed to homeroom- my first class with Trevor.

I had managed to take my seat in the back before anybody noticed me. Finally, just as Trevor walked in, someone noticed.

"Look at goth girl's mouth!" I heard a popular girl whisper to her boyfriend next to her. I covered my lips with my hands, face as red as a tomato. Suddenly, warm hands were on my face, yanking my hands away and holding my head upward.

"Hey! Get away!" I yelled kicking the blonde boy in front of me. Trevor just continued to laugh, even though my kick had sent him to the ground.

"What happened, Monster Girl?" Trevor said between cruel cackles.

"None of your business, Mongrel!" I said, running to the bathroom.

I looked in the mirror at my hideous pie-hole, running my finger across the bulky stitches that held me together. My lips were pale, as I was told to not use lipstick by the doctor that stitched me up. I was done with the harassment! As soon as the bell rang, I ducked through the crowd and out the door, deciding that hiding in the mansion with Jameson would be my best chance at avoiding further humiliation.