Chapter 1
As days passed, I wondered if my life was my life. My thoughts passed by and I began to cry. If only I had listened. I cried because I lost the love of my life. The boy who once understood me became a ghost in front of me. Once his favorite girl, but now only just considered a girl. I blame no one but myself, and it hurts. It hurts, as I create scars upon myself whenever he crosses my mind. I wanted to sleep and never wake up. The ongoing pain makes me question when it will end. It ends when I hit the grave. I unravel life on my own as he becomes a lesson. A lesson to never trust or love again. I refuse to start over. Making me question if I was ever good enough. Only time will tell.
Anyway. A good girl has gone bad.
Maryann's POV :
"RING!" My phone goes off, and I wake up, realizing that my alarm was set for 6:30 am. I quickly get ready for school, taking a shower, brushing my teeth, and getting dressed. It was the first school I attended that had a uniform, which was pretty cool because it saved me the stress of finding new outfits every day. The uniform itself was kind of cute, with a white button-up and an oversized white cardigan paired with a black skirt. I completed the look with black and white Sambas.
. Tied my hair up, took a few pics, and ran down to the kitchen. I went to the counter for breakfast and noticed a note with a 50-dollar bill from my mom which I then opened.
Dear Maryann,
I'm sorry that I couldn't wish you a good first day in person, I had an early shift, but I love you.
-PS, love Mom.
This wasn't quite disappointing or surprising. It was the first day of attending my new school for the 10th time. Yes, for the 10th time! I don't remember the last time I spent more than 1 month at a school. It has always been me and my mom, traveling a lot due to Her work agencies.
My dad split when I was 5, saying he couldn't handle being a dad. Whatever that even means. Mom worked a lot, and I never actually got to make friends because we never stayed in one place for long. But this time, Mom promised it was going to be different. We're going to permanently stay in England.
As I arrived at school, I headed to the office to get my schedule. While waiting, a girl with long ginger hair and glasses approached me. She was a few inches shorter than me and had a cute British accent. Introducing herself as Mia, she greeted me with a smile.
"I'm Maryann," I replied, returning the smile.
"That's a beautiful name for such a beautiful girl. I can tell just from the way you speak, even though we've never met before. If you'd like, I can show you around and we can become friends." Mia responds.
"Thank you, I would love that but you're the real gorgeous one," I say. Thinking to myself, maybe this school wasn’t gonna be as bad as the old ones.
The first period was about to begin and the crowded hallways caused me to accidentally bump into someone's chest.
"I'm so sorry," I quickly said, looking up at the tall, handsome boy in a perfectly fitted school uniform. He had brown hair and brown eyes.
"Watch where you're going," a deep cold British voice demands. His unexpected accent catches me off guard because it doesn't match his face.
" I said I was sorry" I repeated.
He then just looked at me but yet just walked away with his friends.
" How rude, " I said to Mia
Mia pulls me right away and then whispers
Meet Jason, the captain of the soccer team and quite popular among the students. However, he has a terrible attitude and often behaves badly. Despite this, many girls seem to be attracted to him, although he doesn't do anything but break their hearts. I can't understand what they see in him. He is often seen walking around with his two friends, Mark and Rico, acting as if they own the school.
"Um, hello! Don't you see his face?" I say.
"Yes, but his attitude is nasty and he breaks hearts. So, please just stay away," she replies. I nod quietly.
As we entered the English class, the teacher asked me to come forward and introduce myself. I noticed Jason laughing with his two friends.
I nervously said, "My name is Maryann. I recently moved here from California with my mom and I'm 16 years old." I quickly went back to my seat after the introduction.
During class, all I can think about is Jason and what Mia has said. But I can't stay away. I can, but I don't want to. I want to see what's so bad about him. I mean how much damage can he do? How does someone so handsome seem to be so bad? I think about approaching him but then what if he's mean again? I honestly can't do this, it's only my first day.
After class
I'm standing at my locker preparing for my next class when Jason approaches me.
"Sorry," he said gently. I looked up and saw him standing tall.
“What for?" I asked.
“ For earlier," he replied.
"It's okay.”
"Can I take you out?" He asked.
"Sorry, no."
"Oh, come on darling. I don't bite."
"How many other girls do you call darling?"
"Just you."
"Sorry, but I've heard about you. I'm not like other girls. You don't get to sleep with me and then just leave." I then walk away.
I loudly heard his friends laughing, and then one of them screamed, "No way, Jason just got rejected."
At first, I felt bad, as if I had embarrassed him, but then I reminded myself that I have values and self-respect. I couldn't allow myself to get hurt over a boy, especially over someone like Jason.
The rest of my classes felt so long and boring, and then finally the bell for lunch rang. This cafeteria was so different from my old one!
" How was your first day?" asked Mia with a big smile on her face as soon as she saw me.
“ What a day! It's been so long. fine," I say.
She asks, "What's wrong?"
I tell her about Jason.
"Oh, he probably does like you," She responds.
"Probably isn't good enough," I say with a slight smile.
I had three more classes after lunch, including one with Mia which went by quickly.
The first day of school had finally ended as the dismissal bell rang. I felt so happy.
While I was at my locker, I noticed Jason and his friends in the hallway. They were laughing and playing soccer as if they weren't on school grounds and the hallways weren't full of students. Jason appeared to be carefree and nonchalant.
I rushed home and realized my mother hadn't arrived yet. I had dinner alone, took a shower, and watched TV before sleeping.
Before going to sleep, I couldn't help but think about Jason. I wondered if He was truly as bad As Mia claimed.
