Chapter 3

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I wake up the next morning and am disgusted to be back here. I begin changing out of my pajamas when the dumb blonde slut that my father brought home comes in.

"Get up, little brat; it's time for scho-" She stopped midway, saw me, and then screamed. Everyone came running to my room. Here, let me explain why she screamed. 20% of my body is covered in scars. I don't really care; they make me look cool, but what shocked me was that she felt pity. What shocked me more were the tears they all spilled: "What happened to you?" My brother Carter asked, "Simple, I was sent to that damned boarding school on the way some people ambushed me and thought I was worth something since I'm part of this family. Well, they tortured me and all, but it's whatever. It looks sick though, right?"

I heard my name loudly: "THEA, why didn't you call us or text us? We could've helped." I step closer to my father and say, "Oh, father, they have made this wound, but you delt the blade. This happened to me because of all of you, and I wouldn't have it any other way because I learned how sick you all are. Now get out. I have to get ready for school."

As they walked out, I heard one of them say, "What have we done?" I got ready for school. I wore black leggings, black converse, and a black tank top. I brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and showered. I looked smoking hot

I headed out the door. I didn't eat breakfast. The bastards ran after me, asking where I was going. "To school, my baby should be here in 3, 2, and 1." They all stared as my motorcycle was dropped off, and I got on. "Wait, that's dangerous," CJ said. "I have a license, dumbass." I got on and left.

I parked in my old spot as a limo dropped a girl off. "Heyyy." I heard, "Leah, you go here." I replied, "Well yeah, no duh anyways, wanna show me around?" I led her to our lockers, and then we left to go get our schedules. It turns out we have all the same classes. I wonder how that happened.

We had physics first. We were late, and
Mr.Harrison was about to yell but stopped.
"No way," he said, "yes way." I replied, Me and Mr. Harrison were best buds, and before you think that's weird, he's 23 very young, right? He graduated earlier than most kids. "This is Leah, my best friend," he greeted Leah, then told us to find our seats.

We went to the farthest seats in the back, and everyone gasped. What's that about? I felt some hands on my shoulder and saw my childhood friends and chases. We were always together. The one who placed his hand on my shoulder was Dominic. "These are our seats," he said, and from the look on his face, I could tell he didn't recognize me. "Hey, Nicky , what's wrong? Don't recognize me." I said. "Thea..."

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