PROLOUGE

Why are guys so damn frustrating?

I wish being a teenager came with an instruction manuel. It would make things so much easier. But no, we have to blindly head into and hope we come out okay.

"Callie! Your gonna miss the bus if you don't hurry your butt up!" My aunt yelled.

Oh joy! It's the first day of my junior year and I already know that I won't fit in.

Let me tell you a little bit about myself. Obviously, my name is Callie. I stand at 5' 6. which you wouldn't think is short but when you see some of the guys around here you will understand. I weigh 230 pounds which means that I get picked on a hell of a lot, and I have dull brown hair and eyes. Basically, I am your big, dull loser. I live in La Push, Washington, which is on an Indian Reservation, so I'm one of the few pale-faces here.

"Callie!" My uncle yelled.

"Coming!" I shouted back.

I grabbed my bag and phone and ran out the door to the bus stop. Naturally, I missed the damn bus.

I began the walk to school because how else would I get there? I made it in about fifteen minutes because I took a shortcut that nobody seemed to use.

When I arrived, I walked up to my locker and proceeded to put my books in before I got shoved from behind.

"Hey freak! Watch out!" Paul Anders yelled. "Why are you still here? Didn't you get the message that no one wants you here?"

I learned a long time ago that it's best to let Paul say what he wants and be quiet.

"Yeah freak, why did you even come back here?" A nasally voice I instantly recognized as Paul's girlfriend Amanda, said.

I didn't want to have to deal with this shit right now so instead of standing there I stuck my earbuds in my ears, turned up my music and walked away.

Nothing ever changes in a small town...

This is my first fanfic ever so go easy on me. This is an idea that has been floating around in my head and I needed to get it out. I don't know how long it will be until I can update but I will try my best to do it in a timely fashion. R&R!