I sat in my room with my roommate, Bailee.
She was one of the people who never treated me like crap, plus she was also an American, like me.
Most times I really got tired of hearing the proper, yet demonic british voices of this school.
It was 9:00 in the morning, and we had to be up and going in at least 20 more minutes.
I'm Susie McMillan and I'm 18 years old. I attend a boarding school in Essex, England.
At first I couldn't wait to get up at 4:00 in the morning to fly from Houston to here, but oh how I failed myself.
This place was horrible.
At least for me.
Let's start off with the basics, most of the girls here fucking hate my guts. As well as some boys.
Some dudes here like me, because they claim I am beautiful, and they even call me their queen.
And actually, there was one guy I wanted to be my King, he was actually one of my many bullies.
Harry.
He was a tanned, buff guy in this school. His right arm stayed covered in dull colored tattoos.
Most of them were pretty pointless I have to admit.
But the thing is, I actually have a boyfriend! Jason. Call me crazy, he is totally sexy, but I totally hate him.
He touches me inappropriately in front of others, he treats me like shit in front of his friends, and don't even get me started on how bad he is in bed.
Sometimes my life is just a big cringe.. or maybe even a shudder.
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"Come on lazy bones. Let's head out." my dearest friend hollered as she tugged on my arm, trying to get me out of our dorm.
"I-I can't. I can't be bullied again another morning." I complained to her as I made a pouty face.
"Just look at that trusty golden tattoo of yours, and get your shit together. We're gonna be late." she said as she stood on the doorframe, with crossed arms that laid over her boobs.
"Ugh fine." I said as I lifted my flower printed sweater, and gazed at the golden tattoo I had on my waist.
It was a broken heart that had 'Best' engraved on it.
My bestest friend in the world, had the missing part that had 'Friend' marked on it.
She was all the way back in Texas, and we decided to get as soon as I told her I was leaving to come here.
I shook my head, and blinked my eyes, sweeping the tears that were forcing to fall back into their lids.
I had on a simple outfit that Bailee seemed to worship.
Bailee is the fashionista type of person, she had her own little 'swaggy' hipster style.
Maybe because she is half black? Don't call me racist, she said it herself.
She grabbed my hand and lead me out into the hallway and into the elevator.
"You ready?" she asked, before the elevator doors opened, revealing the garden..
Yay.
I was greeted by Jason who was talking to his twin sister Emma.
"Hey babe." he said with a smirk before he walked up to me and gave me a hug.
He looked at me and chuckled before turning around to face his sister.
"What's so funny?" I asked in total confusion as he turned back to me.
"Nothing, she just told me a joke before and I didn't want to laugh all up in your face."
I sighed before pushing him aside, and walking down the road to go to the huge building staring me down.
As I was walking down the alley, there he was.
Harry.

Notes

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AND YEEES. TWO TEEN WOLF CHARACTERS ARE IN THIS.
ISAAC AND ALLISON WOOOP.
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