She Isn't Like Other Girls

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She Isn't Like Other Girls
Characters
Original Characters, Original Female Character(s)/Original Female Character(s), Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s), Original Character(s)/Original Character(s), Y/n - Character
Tags
Angst Slow Burn Werewolves Enemies to Friends to Lovers Bullying Love Triangles Abuse Child Abuse High School I Don't Even Know Mates Denial Save Me Cringe y/n gay girl in denial slight omegaverse stuff or maybe not idk lolz bad boy quirky y/n she isnt like other girls i wrote this instead of paying attention at school
Summary
She isn't like other girls. She's ugly. Her once bright blue orbs, now dim and lifeless, her long, silky blonde hair seemed to lose its shine. She is the classic main protagonist but she doesn't know. Her abusive mom taught her that she wasn't special. How will she react when her once boring life full of constant bullying and abuse is turned around? Stuck between a love triangle between a seeming normal girl and a bully.AKA:2018 Wattpad Y/N isn't like other girls.
Note
I wrote this in class and I got reeeaaalllyyyy bored and decided to turn it into a story :pThis first chapter is painfully short but if I ever write the second chapter Ill make it way longer

The First Day

Hey, I’m Y/N L/N and I’m gonna tell you my story. It all began on my first day of high school…

“Y/N! Wake up! You’re gonna be late!” My abusive alcoholic mom yells at me from the bottom of the staircase. I wake up with a start, quickly peeling off my pajamas and putting on the first clothes I see.
Before I run downstairs, I look in my mirror, my petite 4’7 self shakes nervously. Ahhh… My first day and I’m gonna be late… I glance at my body. My tight Galaxy leggings and oversized black sweater look good.
My eyes land on my face. I’m not like other girls. I’m so ugly. The inch-long scar on my eyebrow is the cause of the relentless bullying I go through. “Hopefully it'll be different in high school.” I think out loud.
My pale clear skin, my big blue orbs, my long silky blonde hair… Is so ugly. I sigh and I throw my hair into a messy bun and I descend the stairs. Without sparing my mom a second glance I quickly make toast and I run outside with it in my mouth, almost forgetting my backpack and shoes. I’m so forgetful … It’s only a mile away. No biggie.
When I finally arrive at the front gate, I see a group of boys cornering a girl in a secluded corner. She looks my age. Without hesitating, I confidently strut over to them and I clear my throat.
They look down at me and recoil at my scar, except one of them. “Hey! Leave… leave… h-her alo… alone?” I mutter. It was supposed to sound like a demand but it came out as a plea. I almost succeeded in sounding menacing but my eyes met with the boy who didn't recoil at my face. My brain malfunctioned. He is handsome.
6’7 muscular build aside, his sculpted jaw, his sharp black eyes, his jet black hair slicked back, but one lock falls over his eye, giving him a jaw-dropping handsome look.
His lips curl into a sneer then he and his gang retreat into the school. I turn to the girl, she's pretty. Her wavy ginger hair… Her dark freckles… Her pale green eyes meet mine. And for a second, it feels like everything around us freezes. Her beautiful eyes widen and her pink lips part slightly.
“Thank you,” She says nervously, biting her lip slightly as she looks away. I feel something build up inside me. Is this… hate? Envy? She's so pretty. I’m not. I've never felt like this.
“My.. name is Allison.” I frown and turn away. Walking into the school wearing the biggest frown I've ever worn. As I enter, the frown is quickly replaced by a smirk.