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Affection

Chapter One

Belles pov

Beep Beep Beep!

Ew what the hell is that obnoxious sound? Oh yea, it's my dumb alarm clock. You know what that means, school. I groan loudly, not wanting to get up and slam my hand down hard on the snooze button and go back to sleep. Next thing you know:

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

ugh. I turn around and put it back on snooze. Just five more minutes..

BEEP BEEP MOTHERFCKING BEEP!

that's it. I swing myself off my bed and dash to my clock, plugging it out of the outlet and slamming it down on the floor in frustration. As you can tell I have some anger issues.

Well since I'm awake I should get ready for school. Ugh school! I am so not looking forward for my first day. It's not that I'm nervous or anything, I can take care of myself. It's just that all these nosy teachers get all up in your face handing you your new schedules.

I step around the shattered pieces of what was once an alarm clock and head to the shower. After 15 minutes I do my hair and makeup and put my outfit on. I check myself in the mirror and what can I say, I look good!

"Belle come down now and eat your breakfast or you won't have any time too!" I hear my mom shout from downstairs. I check my phone: 7:45. She's right, I have 15 minutes. I jump downstairs and grab a bagel my mom already made for me. I check the time again and now I have to leave.

"bye mama, bye papa" I say to each if them kissing their cheeks. "Don't you want a ride Hun?" She asks me as I head to the door. "Nah I'm good, I'll just walk." And with that, I left to start my first day at the new hell hole they call school.

I put my earphones in and turn the music on full blast. I start to quietly sing to myself because that gets me in a happy mood, I have no idea why though.

It's weird that I've only been here for 3 days and I already know my way around town with only having one look at this place. I've been cooped up all those days packing and getting settled. Oh well, hard work payed off I guess.

The only reason I moved was because back in Puerto Rico,(where I was before I moved here) our house kept getting robbed and my family was afraid that I was going to get hurt. So we moved to a different country and found this little nice town, Holmes Chapel. It was a fresh start for us. I'm going to have to get used to the accents though.

I turned the corner and there it was, my new school that I would be attended until I graduate. There were a bunch of groups: the "populars", the nerds, the druggies, the normals, and a lot more. I myself, don't belong in any of them because I do not do friends. I just feel more myself without them and I don't need no fake bitches in my life again.

ok so here goes nothing. I strut down the sidewalk, swinging my hips side to side receiving a ton of "who the fuck is she" looks. I turn my head to the left and see these group of guys staring straight at me. I can't really tell from far away but one is blonde and two others have brown hair. But what really caught my eye was the guy in the front, he had a mop of chocolate brown curls and had lots of tattoos all over his arms and necks. Damn, I didn't know British guys were that hot. I mean, I've seen hot British guys before but nothing like him. I wonder to myself "Who is he?" The question remains a mystery.

i continue walking to the main entrance and open the doors, heading down to the office to get my schedules and stuff. Everyone is still staring, even that guy and his friends. Ohh this year is going to be fun..