Peytons POV
I wake up to the annoying sound of my alarm clock. I stood up and didnt feel so good i had such a splitting headache. I suddenly remember what happended last night:
*flashback*
Anna: what the heck Pey!
Peyton: Anna its not what it looks like!
Anna: well thats what t looks like to me! Micheal were done now get out of my house you ass!
Peyton: Anna im sorry!
Anna: LEAVE! *points to the door*
*end of flashback*
I knew after that, that i had no one.. Anna was my only friend and Micheal well i liked him.. I just lost everything i had. I put that in the back of my mind and head downstairs for some breakfast.
I get down there and everyone is at the, Mom, dad, and charlie. I sit down and i instanly feel like this is going to be a really bad morning. I grab some pancakes from the plate and go sit down wuth the rest of the family.
It was so quiet the table after i sat down. My dad instantly brought up why i came home so late last night. Just remembering what happened put me in a bad mood.
* conversation between family*
D: why did you come home so late last night Peyton?
P: dad i dont wanna talk about it right now
D: well we are going to talk about one way or another so answer my question young lady!
P: no dad im not talking about it!
D: yes you are! your not leaving this table till we talk about it
P: ( gets up from table)
D: young lady sit your ass down!
P: NO!
D: ( gets up from table, grabs Peytons wrist and slaps her across the face)
!SMACK!
P: ahhhh! Leave all of you i hate you all!
( family leaves and drives away)
Hey! I just starting thinking about this and started to write it down. I hope you guys like the first chapter. I will be trying to post a new chapter every other day. Sorry if there is some swearing in here and misspelled words.
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FanfictionPeyton Blaire is 17 years old, fun, kind, charismatic girl. Her life has been completely normal just like very other teenage girls life, but things take a turn a turn for the worst after what she thinks is just a bad morning. See what happens with P...