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Hi everyone, this is my fan fiction. Please fan it if te like it and if not commento and we'll see if I can fix it. Just one last thing. There's language and some violence in this story.

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Gwen's p.o.v

I walked to school with tears down my eyes. I had another argument with my mother. I loved her but she always made me do things I hate doing like going to school. She didn't know the pain I went through every time I walk through those large doors. I was teased about my fashion statement.
I was bullied about the fact that I was smart but
not pretty o athletic. In high school those were
the most important things. I was called a vampire,
a witch and worst of all a dumb idiotic bitch. Every giorno those things happened to me. Every
giorno I took them in peace without saying a word
to any of the teachers o my family. That was until
he came.


Trent's p.o.v

New city, new home, new school. Everything was new for me. I moved from New York to Vancouver because of my mom's job. Me and my little sister Clarisse started a high school called Vancouver College that day.
Clarisse went to the primary school building while I walked through the large doors to my new school. I was dato a tour in the holidays so I knew where to go and what to do.

I had made it to my class just in time as the campana, bell rang. I already knew the teacher Mr. Hayden because I met him at the tour. He shook my hand and asked about my holidays. I replied that they were great. "Everyone attention", Mr. Hayden said. " We have a new student, everyone this is Trent". "Sup everyone". I said.
I expected some what's up from some of the guys but no one detto anything. Maybe that's how they were. I shrugged and asked were I would sit.
" There seems to be no other empty spots except near Gwen, so that's were you'll be sitting for now", Mr. Hayden informed me.



Gwen's p.o.v


The new guy was number. 14 of the guys who were sent to sit successivo to me but ending up getting new desks all together. No one liked me and I bet the new guy wouldn't either. In fact I hated him. He seemed so happy and in such a party mood. I didn't like that. Why should anyone be happy at this school if I wasn't aloud to be.

He made his way over to my desk. I shoved my stuff over and made him room so he wouldn't have an excuse to talk to me. " Hey, I'm Trent". He said. I didn't reply pretending to be listening to another one of Mr. Hayden's boring speeches.
My mind drifted off into memories. I remembered how happy I was at our old home. Back in Wisconsin. I was happy at my old school with my friends. No one bullied me there. I knew everyone and everyone knew me. I was actually happy. Ever since my father was murdered there my mother and my brother Josh have been scared to go back. I slipped back into reality when that Trent guy shook me. " te were somewhere else''. I did not dare say anything.