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Gwen's POV

I got my things out of my dads old pick up truck. I don't get, why he still has that old thing. I haven't seen him, in a while. Not since he walked out on me and my mom. It was very early in the morning. Around 3.00. I was to be starting a new school in five more hours. I was trouble, many people said. I couldn't get along with many people, thats true. But they picked fights with me. With me, impatiants was a must. The massage is, behave or else.

5 hours later

I am at my new school, already. I am not really tired, I haven't been sleeping well, since my mother told me, the news. I was lost in thought, of how much I hate my life , when I bumped into someone. My books and his books fell. By now you shoud know, I was not the kind to say sorry.

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" I screamed. Never let people know you're sorry. They take advatages of it. I kneeled down to pick up my books. I didn't pick up his books. I wasn't his maid.

"Sorry Sweetheart." He replied. It was a boy with a mohawk and piercings. Sweetheart? I always thought, my heart would be a little, sour or bitter!

I started to walk away. Only to be stopped by him, stopping me by the wrist. I snatched my hand back and turned around.

"What!" I growled. I had enough going on in my life. I didn't have time for some punk dude wasting my time.

"Didn't quite catch your name." He replied effectlessly. I had a feeling, he wouldn't give up so easily.

"My name?" I said. "Its... NONE OF YOUR BEES-WAX!" I waked away, leaving him smirking. I had too much going on in my life for him to be getting on my nerves. And for some reason, I automatically got mad when I saw him.

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