For the last 13, hell felt years of my life, I do believe that this is the worst. And here's why my name is Rosabelle Lawrence, and I'm 13 years old. It was on the 13th of March, I had a whole bundle of amazing friends from last year. But my most trusted and loyal (was 3 idiotic, annoying, funny, and greatest friends.

Let me introduce you to Brock Jackson, son of a wealthy family, he's every girl's dream man. Levi Micheal, he's kinda good looking... if you were blind. I'm joking he's goofy and reckless and gives me very intense gay vibes. And the one and only... Jack Davidson, he is very overprotective like a brother I've never had. Us four have been best friends for as long as I can remember. Anyways enough of them, and let me tell you why this year is a living hell.

It was March 13. During this time of the month, Rose’s school was burnt down, due to a massive fire caused by a student smoking out back behind the school. So instead of waiting for its recovery, her whole school went on a year trip to another school filled with rich, wealthy, posh, and mannerless kids. A school where discipline is the student's first move to teachers. Respect is a word that doesn't exist in that school.

 Rose was assigned to mathematics, a class she mostly enjoyed. No one from her school was assigned to her classroom. The bell rang after the lesson, then Rose left. She noticed a group of boys was following her from behind, she continued to ignore them.

“Hey slow down!” A boy shouted. Rose didn't listen, she continued to walk ignoring his calling. She hid behind a tree, laying her hands on her chest. “Is he gone?” Rose thought, as the noise of the boy's footsteps faded. Rose leaned over against the tree to see where they were, it had seemed as if they disappeared. “Finally” Rose exhales, sliding down to the warm grass beneath her.

Suddenly when taking her book out of her bag, a foot kicks the book out of her hand. “Hey deaf ears, didn't you hear me saying slow down.” His voice became aggressive as the dirt towered onto Roses's face. “Rude much” Rose said, reaching for her book. When the boy snatches it out of her hands.

“Romeo and Juliet, a story that's stupid, and a bad influence within romance as well as its pathetic attempts of ‘poetic terms’ towards  just a predictable love story.” The boy says with endless confidence, chuckling at the front page. “Okay smartass listen, one, Romeo and Juliet was one of the most famous romance novels and plays in the country,” Rose said while correcting him. “and two it's not stupid, what idiot asshole like you know about love.”

The laughs of the boys stopped, as one of them leaned down and gave Rose a not so pleased look. “What did you say to me,” He said, pulling her shirt. Rose struggled to shake him off. “Let go of me!” Rose demanded though the boy didn’t listen. “Dylan lets go,  mister Williams wants us.” one of the boys said, backing away after seeing their science teacher. “If you ever call me that again, ill throw you across the fence.” The boy said letting go of her uniform.

To be continued...

“Jamie I’m not joking around, there psychos!” Rose complains walking back and forth.Jamie is Rose's childhood friend so their bond is beyond, like sisters. “Calm down, it couldn’t have been as bad as you said,” Jamie said, attempting to calm Rose down. “Calm down?! That idiot almost ripped my uniform, and may I remind you almost kicked my face!” Rose yelled, grunting at the glimpse of his face.

“You know what, I don’t even care. Once our school gets recovered we can all go back to an asswhole free life !”  Rose sighed in relief. “Yeah that's if it stops breaking apart every six seconds” She snickers. “What?” Rose charges to see when Jamie turns her phone.

“You haven't heard? It's the laughing stock of the entire school. It’d probably take more than a year to repair” Roses jaw drops, watching as the construction team runs away from the construction area on camera. “Dear god why… no, no, no hell no! I couldn't even last my first day without that idiot almost murdering me!” Rose dramatically cries, lying on her bed.

“Why don't you just tell jack?” Jamie asks. “Well im not stupid, that’d be the first thing i’d do, but like… Ughh, after the kiss in the library i-” Rose stops, she immediately turned towards jamie. “Kiss? Your kidding… Roseabelle Lawrence kissed Jack davidson in a library?! You never told me this!” Jamie fell to the ground in laughter, she couldn't believe it.

“And this is why i haven't told you…” Rose sighed, rolling her eyes. “wait , wait so when did this happen. How? What?!”  she jumped up, curling herself into Roses snuggly blue pillow. “Well it all started…”

It all started during intermediate years. I just recently turned twelve while Jack turned thirteen. It was quite a summer like weather, everyone was happily playing outside with their melodramatic drama. While I, I was reminiscing through the books in the library, dancing my eyes through the pages of each word that sparked my eye. The air was warm, but the aura that enlightened me became stiff as a familiar voice called my name.

“Rose!” I lifted my head, and saw him… “What's the alpha of the school doing here?” I giggle, as he sits down next to the white steps where I sat. “Not much, just checking out the library” he said, staring at me with his charming eyes. “You? In a library? Never heard of it” We both laugh, when the awkward air awakens his voice becomes deep and soon we are face to face.

“Jack in-” His eyes stared into mine, everything felt like it faded away. A love story meant to be? No. But before I could pull back, our lips were touching. Regret and guilt started piling up in my body, but what for? “I have to go!” ever since then, i haven't talked to him since. He tried calling me, texting me, but I just ignored him.

“Now he has a blondie as his girlfriend, she's the definition of Kate Hudson, and Regina George. I don't care about him, he's made my life worse!” Rose stuffs her face into her pillow, almost suffocating herself. “Damn… That's harsh. Wait have you told your cousin?” Rose flips a thumbs down, hitting her head into the pillow.

“I am going to tell her this upcoming holiday, she's my therapist, she's always been for my entire life.” rolling off her bed onto her floorboard, hitting her head on her lamp. “She sounds like someone I need in my life, my parents are a pain in the asses they always fight. I'm glad i came here, so can you tell me more stories of you guys?” Rose nods, and goes on talking about her cousin.

Estella Lance, Rose and Stel as she calls her are practically sisters. They fight, make fun of eachother, and help them at their worst. Rose would prefer Estella over anyone, other than her parents, well maybe even them. She's her secret machine, anything that goes into her never comes out unless it's them going through their hilarious memories together.

It was yet another day of school, and another day to see him… the teacher Miss Grave was doing the roll when I heard his name. “Dylan?” she says. He flops his hand up, and the drol of the girls next to me kills my mood. What's even worse, my name got called after. “Rosabelle? I hope you settle in well. God bless…” What was that last part? I didn't hear her over all the talking behind me.

as she taught the class, i seemed to be the only one who was actually listening. Therefore everyone else talking during the lessons, was hard for me to focus. Exactly when the ones behind me are talking about me.

“Dylan, that rosabelle chick is the girl from yesterday. Should we play with her more?” The laughs from the boys disgusted me, especially his. “Your quiet today, did someone tell you something about me?” He leaned to my ear to whisper me something like that? “No, I just want to live an asswhole free life. And I'm starting with getting rid of you, so do you mind?” I waited for him to pull back, luckily he did. He sat back down, and the reflection from Miss Graves laptop showed me he wasn't happy. Like at all…

The bell rang, before I could step foot out of the door he grabbed my shoulder. “You know, once school is over i'm gonna make your life a living hell.'' I could feel his breath on my neck, he was so close it made my spine shiver. “I'm looking forward to it” I rushed out with my head in my books. “I can't believe i said that…'' I really couldn't, I made my way out of the classroom when I bumped into a muscular figure.

“Hey rose… are you alright?” the voice sounded familiar. It was Brock. He patted my head and hugged me. “I was actually coming here to find you, we’re camping at Levi's house tomorrow.” I smile, and nod. “Oh what about Jack?” I ask. He looked nervous, but he sighed. “Jacks hanging out with his girlfriend, he isn't coming over. We’re gonna just play some music, watch some movies, you know like old times” Brocks hugs me again, and winks. I roll my eyes and smile, I completely forget about Dylan…

I had another class with him, history… It was worse than maths, he kept creepily staring into my soul. Major creep vibes. “We have a partner assignment in a few days, so prepare for that.” just great, i didn't necessarily have a partner but i did at least have a brain. The session continued, he didn't say anything.

Even during recess, he didn't do anything. His friends even thought it was weird, did he get bored of his play thing not biting back? Well I was more than glad that his little game is over, hopefully…

I walked out peacefully with Jamie and a group of my old friends, my dad drives in unbothered and seems happy. I wave a goodbye to Levi and Brock, and even to Jack and his new girlfriend. I hopped in the car and headed home. I started a little small talk but that was it. We drove home, and my dad seemed to forget something. “Oh damn it” he says.

“Dad you alright?” I ask. “I forgot to stop by the shop for the milk and bread, I have paperwork to do, can you walk there?” he asked. He was stressed from all the work so I nodded and made my way there. Luckily it's not far, and I liked the air a little. But when my eyes met the store, so did they meet Dylan. He was playing around with some blond girls, and one of his friends noticed me.

They pointed, but I tried looking down. “Dylan that's her? Isn't it!” he chuckled, I felt the clouds collapse over the blue sky as he made his way to me. I avoided eye contact and tried to walk past him, he grabbed my hand while I struggled to break free from his grip but it was too tight. “Let go of me!” I yelled, pushing him away. It may have made him angerer as he made his way to me.

“Didn't you say you were looking forward to this moment? Don't tell me you're gonna run away now!” Just as I made my way to the store, he pulled my hair, kicking me to the ground. I could get up, couldn't breathe, he just kept kicking with his friends. Kicking until the bruises became bigger, he picked me up from my uniform collar and whispered. “Don't you ever talk back to me, got it” he let go, jumped into his friends car as they drove away.