My name is Beatrice Prior. But I wish it wasn't.

Lets just say my life hasn't been the easiest.

I wont give you all the details, well not yet.

I live with a cop, named Mac Taylor.

Why do I live with a cop?

About two years my mother asked me to go to the store to get her another pack of beer.

I didn't really have a choice so I went.

That was the biggest mistake of my life

Walking back I saw a van pull up behind me. I got scared so I started to run.

It was no use. I mean I was up against a car. I don't like talking about what happened the year I was with those men, so I wont.

Mac and his team found me handcuffed to a pole in only my underwear.

That was two months ago.

I hear a soft knock on my door.

"Beatrice?"

"Yes Mac?"

"Are you ready to go?" He asks. I sigh and open the door to my room and step out.

"Do I have to?" I ask.

"Yes you do. You'll be fine." He replies.

"No! I wont be fine! I'm a freak Mac, a freak. Look at my face!"

I say this because it has scars all over it. Every inch of my body does really.

I'm starting my first day of a new school. Factions High School.

It's weird, split into five groups.

Mac just sighs and picks me up, which he has no trouble doing seeing as I only weigh about 85 lbs.

o0o

The drive to school is silent. When I see it my eyes widen in shock.

It's massive. I say goodbye to Mac and get out of the car.

As soon as I get into the building someone sticks out their foot and I fall right on my stomach, and everyone roars with laughter.

Oh God.

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-Adara