Hey guys! Welcome back! I just want to say thanks for reading this and reviews. I especially wanna thank Red Foxie,she inspires me to continue this story. Thank you so much! So enjoy chapter 3 and see you at the bottom!


I'm on my way back home and I feel like someone is following me and I'm really creeped out. I turn around and I jump out of my skin. 'Punk!'

"Are you following me? Because if your some kind of creep I'm not afraid to call the cops." I tell him.

He chuckles. "Actually,I'm walking home,just like you. Mind if I walk with you?" He asked.

"Whatever,it's a free country." I reply. I do need someone incase someone try's to attack me. I don't trust anyone in this neighborhood.

"So where you from?" He asked while we started to walk again.

"Jersey." I replied,I really don't want to talk about this again.

"Why?" He asked

I roll my eyes,"Because it's none of your business thats why!" I say with an attitude.

He raised his hands in defense,"Sorry I was just trying to make a conversation."

I sigh and run my hands thru my hair. "Sorry I just don't want to talk about it."

"It's Ok... so why are you wearing a sweeter on such a hot day?"

"Why do you have to keep asking stupid fucking questions?!" I shouted,he was starting to get on my nerves.

"Ok... Ok,sorry I didn't mean to offend you." He said with sorrow in his voice. I felt bad for screaming at him,but if anyone figured out I cut... I don't know what will happen.


We stay quiet for the rest of the walk which was good,because if he asked me one more question I was going to punch him in the face and rip off that lip ring off his lips. 'Oh his lips,how they will feel against mine. And that lip ring,feeling it rub on my lips when we kiss...' Ugh! I gotta stop thinking like this.

By the time my thought was over we were at my house.

"Well,heres my house. I'll see you tomorrow at school I guess." But before I could walk away he replied.

"Actually you don't have to wait to see me till school."

"What are you talking about?" I asked really confused.

"Because..." He pointed to the house next to mine. "... I live right there." 'No,No,No,No,this can not be happening he can't live next to me! He just can't'

"Great" I say like nothings wrong. "Well I have to go before my mom worries."

"Ok well see you in the morning" He says before going into his house.


I walk into my house and their was my mom cooking dinner,everything un-packed and done. She looks like she's hiding something. 'No! She didn't she me with him did she?!'

"Hey sweetie,How was school? I guess great since you didn't come home early." She said all happy

"It actually did..." 'Except I got laughed at by these girls that call them selves the blondes and I cut my wrist again' "... I made a new friend,her name is Kaitlyn she's really nice and is like a sister I always wanted."

"That's nice sweetie" She said like she didn't even care "Did you meet any boys?" She asked with a flick of her eyebrows. 'She did! She saw him!'

"You were spying on me!" My cheeks start to turn red. "I thought you said you would stop that after we moved here? You promised you would." I say. I can't believe her.

"What?" She asked. "I herd your voice out side and it sounded like you were talking to someone and I thought it was one of you new friends. So I looked thru the window and I saw him. I guess I he lives next door,but does he go to you school too? How did you meet?" She asked.

'What's with everyone asking so many questions today?'I still feel my cheeks turning red. "Yes he does. His name is name is Punk-"

"Punk?" My mom asked interrupting me.

"Yea,it must be a nickname or something. Anyways,when I was walking he knocked me into me and that how we met." I said.

"Oh,well he is cute." My mom said with,again, a flick of her eyebrows.

I sigh and roll my eyes. "You think he's cute you can have him. I told you many times I'm never dating ever again. I'm done with boys forever."

She sighs,"Honey,just because what happened with-"

I interrupted her. "I don't want to talk about it." I start to walk upstairs. "I'm going to take a shower don't bother me until I'm out." I tell her.

I walk the rest of the way upstairs. I go to the closet thats in the hallway and get two towels then walk into the bathroom. I go to the shower and turn on the water and get undress. I look at myself in the mirror and my mine goes back to Punk.

'Why would he even want a girl like me? I'm not skinny like the rest of them. I got small boobs,and a big ass. Doesn't a boy want the full package? I bet Punk would. I bet he only likes girls like Kelly,perfect body,big boobs and a perfect face. She's flawless,not like me.' All of a sudden I remember my razor is in my jean pocket. I got to my pants and take it out then I put on my music and go into the shower.

The song '21 Guns' by Green Day comes on. 'What better song to cut to then a song that describes my life.' I sigh and put the razor to my wrist where there are no open cuts.

Do you know what your fighting for?

When it's not worth dying for?

Does it take your breath away and you feel yourself suffocating.

One cut for being fat...

Does the pain weigh out the pride?

And you look for a place to hide?

Did someone break your heart inside?

Your in ruins

One cut for being ugly...

One,21 guns

Lay down your arms,give up the fight

One 21 guns

Throw up your arms into the sky,you and I

One cut for being different...

When you're at the end of the road

And you lost all sense of control

And your thoughts have taken their toll

When your mind breaks the spirt of your soul

Your faith walks on broken glass

And the hangover doesn't pass

Nothing's ever built to last

You're in ruins

One cut for ever falling in LOVE...

One,21 guns

Throw down your arms,give up the fight

One,21 guns

Throw up your arms into the sky,you andI

That last one was deep,but I don't care it felt good...


Once the shower started to get cold I got out. That last cut made me nauseous,I must of lost a lot of blood,so I didn't eat dinner I told my mom I was to tired and wanted to go to bed. Wile I was in bed my mine went back to Punk. 'I thought moving was going to help me,but it didn't. I'm falling in love. This isn't suppose to happen!' I went to bed crying myself to sleep and dreaming of Punk.


So what do you guys think so far? Next chapter in the beginning you'll se what AJ's dream is about. Please review what you think it will mean so much to me thanks! And until next time! *kisses*