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 The first day at school was ok...it wasnt GREAT! I didnt talk to anybody. I mean what would i talk about? I had nothing intresting to say. When i got into my room i took out a cd that i got at wal-mart by MCR. I put it into the stero they had in my room. Im guessing it was their daughters. As i did my homework i listened to it. I had to go down stairs to ask for help on a few things.

 After i was done with that i ate dinner. When i was living with my dad i had to eat what i could find. What they made was barley anything close to what i had. They made steak, rice, and aspargus. It was the BEST dinner ive ever had! After seeing how parents should be im not sad that i ran away. Im not sad that i was ever born. Im not sad that ill NEVER see my dad again. Not after what he put me through.

 When i got to school, the 2nd day, i went straight to my locker. When i closed it a boy ,about a year or two older then me ,stood there. "Hey, i hear your the new girl?" I was speechless. He was really cute! He had black hair that came half way past his eyes and he had dark blue eyes. He was a few inches taller then me and he had his lip pierced. "Yeah....." "Ok...so im Pete." "Im Natalie." He put his hand out and i shook it. "So...do you want me to show you around?" "Sure."

 After 15, 20 minutes of showing me around the bell rang. I noticed we had 4 classes together. 1,2,5,7. I thought it would be good since i havent quit got to know anyone else. Me and him talked all day. Wether it was through notes or voice. I was starting to like him. When 7th period came he sat next to me. After school i sat on the bus and did my homework so i wouldnt have any when i got home. Wait did i just call it home? Well its more home then my other one.

 After another great dinner, i went and took a shower. the cuts and bruises were getting better but not very fast. As the water ran down my beaten up body i started thinking how or what i would be doing right now if i didnt leave. I would probably be on the floor getting beat up. I whipped it away as Juliana, Mrs. Deaina, knocked on the door. "Natalie, someones on the phone for you." "Who?" "A nice boy named Pete." How did he get my number?