Chapter 1 Her Hate

• XO-Kimberlee
• Let me make myself very clear. I absolutely, utterly, truly and honestly can’t not stand Kazer Williams. I hate the dude! More than I have ever hated anyone.
• The punk always picks on me like I’m some joke. And so does his girlfriend Kelly Rivers. Ugh. Okay maybe I hate her more. She’s definitely extremely cruel. Just last week she pushed me in the hallway and stepped on my hand on purpose. And her perfect boyfriend came right behind her laughing.
• I’m only saying this as I’m sitting on the floor in the hallway after the stupid bitch hit me with her locker door and stupid Kazer right behind her laughing with her other cheerleading friends.
• “Fuck you.” I mutter under my voice. But only I heard it. Who could hear my low voice under their vicious loud laughter. I look at my hand that was holding the spot she smack me. And fuck, I’m bleeding. I look up at them, Kelly’s already walking off with her friends but Kazer’s still glaring down at me. Stupid fucking smirk plaster on the stupid fucking handsome face.
• Let’s be honest I can hate the man all I want. That doesn’t mean he isn’t stupid fucking hot. I don’t know how if it’s even possible for him to have a tattoo but he does and it’s the sexiest thing ever as it goes up the side of his neck. He always looks like what every girl wants their hot neighbor to look like. I’ve seen the man without a shirt and trust me let’s leave nothing to imagination he’s got a six pack under all that. And those thighs. Fuck they fill those sweatpants perfectly.
• I need to stop ogaling the man. Because he just raised one eyebrow at me. And no matter how hot the man is I’m not going to fall for him. He’s simply hot. But as for his personality it’s absolute shit! I mean he’s dating Kelly. I think that says almost everything. She’s such a stuck up bratty bitch. Her parents are filthy rich and anything she wants she gets. I swear if she asked for a fucking private jet I’m sure that they’d make it happen somehow.
• “Need some help there Lee Lee!” Kazer asked with a laugh.
• Don’t be fooled. He’s not really asking. He did that one time and I fell for it. Reached my hand out and placed it in his hand let him pull me up a foot behind pulling his from mines dropping me back down. Which fucking hurt like hell. I’m not falling for that shit again. And I hate the fucking nickname he gave me. Lee Lee. Where the fuck did he get that.
• “Fuck you Kazer!” I spat as I slapped his hand away from me.
• He laughed. “Don’t be such a bore Lee Lee. I was really going to help you!”
• I laughed at that. “Ha. Right. And Kelly is going to be nice too me tomorrow. I’m not a fucking idiot.” I pushed myself up and shoved my way right past him. “Asshole.” That made him laugh.
• I walked my way to class hoping the day would just end already but I still had one more class. Only because I have off campus seventh period. Thank the gods. But I won’t lie. It’s worse when she picks on me earlier in the day. Cause I hear shit all day and get looks. But if she pick on me later I’m mostly left alone.
• But I tried getting my self out of 6th period. It’s the worst of them all. Why. Because I have it with Kazer. Why does god punish me so. What did I do in this life or my previous one to have him hate me so. I walk in and Kazer’s already waiting, how the fuck did he beat me. He glances up at me with that pretty smile of his. Which I’m sure melts every girls heart. But not mines. Mines of stone when it comes to his smile. I Don’t feel a thing. Haha, I wish. No it makes my heart skip a fucking beat but I ignore it entirely I wish it didn’t but I would be lying if I said he didn’t have a fucking sexy as smile.
• I walk to my seat and ignored the many looks. Probably because I didn’t even bother to clean or wash the cut on my forehead so I’m sure there’s dried blood by now. Maybe it’ll make me look tuff and everyone will leave me the fuck alone. Do I seem angry with the world. Maybe I am. I feel like my life’s just a train wreck one event after the other.
• My mom passed away when I was five. Car accident, I was with her and I promise it was the absolute worst thing a five year old could experience. Watching your mother die. I tried to help her but I was five. There wasn’t much I could do. My dad was depressed after that. Blaming the world for taking his beloved. And when I was seven I found him dead. He killed himself, well to be exact blew his brains out. Literally I saw it splatter on the wall. After that I moved here to this small town in Texas. With my Aunt and Uncle. But what’s my luck, they hate me. Well my aunt does and my uncles too scared to say anything. She didn’t want to even take me in. Apparently my mom and Aunt didn’t like each other which is why I had never met them before. But my dad didn’t have any family so they were all I had left. Well except my grandparents on my mom side. I ended up moving in with them not long after. They knew my aunt didn’t want me. She made it clear. But when I was twelve my grandpa passed away and I guess it’s true, loved ones don’t live long after their true love dies because my grandma passed a few months later. Leaving my back with my aunt and uncle at 12 years old.
• By this time I was old enough to work in my uncles car shop so that’s what I do after school. Go there and work. But hey I know a fuck tun about cars. More than most boys in my school, and I even found myself an old Mustang Shelby in my uncles stash that he told me I could keep. He shows me everything when he’s working on cars. And I love learning more about them. I won’t need a man to ever help me with car problems. Hell I’ll probably be helping the man with his.
• I manage to be ignored the rest of class. Kazer doesn’t bother me or throw any paper balls at me. I don’t ask why just happy he didn’t. I never looked up from my desk though but I swear I felt someone looking at me. But the moment the bell rang I hauled ass out of there. Leaving nothing to chance as I rush the exit and dash off the school property walking the rest of the way to my uncles garage.