I've always seem to be hated. No one really ever cared about me. No one even pays attention to what I do. So I thought I could change some things up.

2 years ago....

I walked across my middle school hall getting nothing but glares from my bullies.The smirks that went eye to eye on their faces, the psycho look in their eyes ready to see some blood spill, I could even hear their hearts racing and see their fists clenched, getting prepared to punch my \*\*\*. "Hey loser!" shouts Marcos, "Catch this!" he throws under wear directly at my face. Marcos goes on, "you can have this as a replacement for your lunch." I hand over my lunch. Marcos is the only one of my bullies names I know, so the others or, I guess his minions names could probably also be Marcos. They look alike. god, maybe being sarcastic isn't the right thing to do right now. Marcos\#7 whines, "Man I forgot to bring lunch money, So I was going to ask him for lunch!" Marcos hits him with an eye roll saying, "Just ask for his lunch money" Marcos\#2 mutters, "idiot" without Marcos\#7 saying anything I give him $20 . "Oh come on that's all you have? " questions Marcos\#7. "Y-yeah that's all I brought." Marcos\#7 gives me a punch in the guts. "ugh!" I explain. Marcos\#7 whispers in my ear, "next time I want $80, okay little \*\*\*\*\*?"

𝘋𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘋𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘋𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘋𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘋𝘪𝘯𝘨-

Marcos\#7 pushes my head and walks off to class. And so does everyone else. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘨𝘰𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦. At least I thought. "Mmm-kay class we have a new student today." My teacher, Mr. Harry said. That so 'new kid' I know. He gives me the dirtiest smirk, and his eyes are boiling red, with his red hair to match with the eyes too. "You may take a seat in any empty spots." Mr. Harry said. Apparently, I have a empty spot next to me. Well, it's not an empty spot now. Who sits in it is nothing but my step brother glaring at me with his evil face. His name is Tristan. Name doesn't go with look or personality though huh?

𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭...

I plop my body onto my bed. "Ughhhh, homework sucks" I groan to myself. 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬. "I'm so exhausted.. " I say tiredly, "So... "

.......

𝘉𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘉𝘦𝘦𝘱! 𝘉𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘉𝘦𝘦𝘱!

I fell asleep. like always. Thank god today's a Saturday. Maybe I can watch some TV. I open my door and close it quietly. Tristan is already awake. I ask, "C-can I watch please?" Tristan goes, " Sure I don't feel like watching anything anyway." I put on some news.

*from the TV* -- "𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘘𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘔𝘦? " 𝘏𝘢-𝘏𝘢, 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘩𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘩--- That is when I found true love.

𝘕𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺...

I wonder how she's doing right now... I also wonder how she can be beautiful and weld a beautiful voice too... I could listen too her all day long.