MUSIC FROM A BROKEN HEART, Lisa Ann [books to read in your 20s .txt] 📗

{Hailey's P.O.V.}

My life was one of being alone all the time.

My mom was a bitch who could care less about me. I guess being filthy rich does that to you.

My mom was never home and when she was, it was in the morning to go to work and come home late at night from doing whatever it is she does.

So basically I have been taking care of myself for the past six years; ever since I was thirteen.

Most people would wonder how am I able to by food and other things, well my mom gave me a credit card that had enough money on it to by what I needed.

She thought that it would make up for her not wanting to be in my life.

You would expect that being alone with noone to tell you what to do would make me a snob stuck up person?

To tell you the truth, I'm the compelete oposite of that.

I'm a shy, quiet person that doesn't have any friends. I'm always alone with my music on and my hood up over my head.

Noone ever bothers to talk to me like I'm a normal person.

No, instead I'm either picked on by everybody or ignored like I was invisble. It's because they don't know that I'm sticken rich.

All they know is that I'm Hailey Parker, the 18 year old girl with a messed up family.

The only thing that gets me though the day is my MUSIC!

It's my life, my escape. It's what makes me stronger. I'm either listening to my ipod or playing my piano that's at hoem.

{WHEN I'M SAD I SHOVE IN MY HEADPHONES AND JUST IGNORE THE WORLD}

{WHEN WORDS FAIL... MUSIC SPEAKS}

These are two quotes that completely discribe me in every way.

But what I didn't see coming was when I met this guy named Morgan Jones.

{Still Hailey's P.O.V.}

I put on a v-neck lime green tee with grey strips, dark skinny jeans with a purple and black jacket, my purple converse that had lime green laces and left to go eat.

When I got downstaris I grabbed a bag of glazed dounuts for breakfast.

Then I checked to make sure that I had all my things before slinging my bag across my shoulder and headed out to school.

I walked to school everyday and only used my car when the weather was bad or if I didn't feel like walking.

Pulling out my ipod I scrolled throught my somgs until I found something I liked, plugged in my headphones and started listening to "The Diary of Jane" by Breaking Benjamin.

As I got closer to the school gate, I pulled my hood up over my head and turned my music up louder to tune out the vocies.

I could already tell this was going to be a long day just by the way the kids starred at me and whispered.

Avoiding any eye contact with anyone, I kept on walking until I was inside the school heading towards my locker.

I kept my hood up as I walked inside because the bell hadn't rung yet.

My long straight black hair with purple bangs and blue streaks hung out of my hood down my chest because it was too long to tuck inside my jacket.

I pulled my hood further over my face so that it covered my grey-blue eyes as I opened my locker to put my stuff away.

I groaned when I heard the bell ring telling me that I had four minutes to get to class and that I had to take off my hoody.

Closing my locker I walked off the my first class which was English. Luckily for me that not everyone was in the classroom yet.

I took my seat in the back and scrolled through my songs again. I found "F**kin' Perfect" by Pink and pushed play turning it up loudly, but not enough for the teacher to notice.

Glancing up from my ipod, I watched as more students crowded into the room before the final bell rang. Sitting in the back workrdout great for me because noone messed with me.

I left my headphones in my ears as I pulled out my notebook and pen to take notes. Our teacher, Mrs. Thomas started writting things down for us to copy.

When she started talking all I could hear was my music playing loudly in my ears. When class was over I chuncked my stuff in my bag and hurried to my next class.

My day had been going ok because everyone had been ignoring me, which I prefer from getting picked on by everyone.

By lunch time came around everyone was talking about the new guy and his sister.

I was walking towards the lunch room when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder gently.

I turn to see a girl with green eyes and long straight blond hair with black highlights. She was wearing skinny jeans, a blue tee with a blue and grey scarf, a black jacket and converese.

"Hi my name is Cora Jones. I'm new around here and was wondering if you could show me where the lunch room is?" she asked.

"Um, sure I can show you. I was just heading that way," I told Cora, who walked by my side linking her arm with me.

I stopped to realised that I never told her who I was.

"I'm Hailey Parker by the way, but I'm not sure if you want to be friends with me because I'm ignored and messed with by everyone in school," I told her straight out.

Coar turned to look at me and smiled, "Well I want to be your friend and I don't care what other people think. You're the first one I've meet today who wasn't a stuck up snob."

I was shocked that she would want to be friends with me.

We headed towards the lunch room when Cora stopped, "I can't wait till you meet my brother. He's gonna like you, so let me just text him so he can meet up with us and we can all sit together for lunch."

{Morgan's P.O.V.}

I walking to the lunch room when I heard my phone vibrate.

I looked to see that it was my sister Cora, saying that she was waiting for me outside the lunch room so we could eat together.

When I rounded the corner I saw Cora standing at the end of the hall with a girl who had the coolest hair just like my sis.

It looked like Cora has already made a new friend. So since the girl was friends with my sister then I would protect her as well.

I could see by the girls' face that she was sad and a little afraid. Then I saw a couple of guys wallk towards them.

I stopped and stood out of sight so they wouldn't know I was there watching.

A guy with shaggy brown hair stepped forward looking at Cora.

"Hey sweetheart why don't you come hang out with us instead of with this freak show," he said grabbing Cora by the arm pulling her closer.

OH HELL NO!! Noone touches my sister!!

While the guy was holding Cora the rest of them cornerded the other girl against the wall.

Cora tried pulling away to get to the girl, but was pulled back.

"Hey, leave Hailey alone! She didn't do anything to you pricks!" my sister yelled at them.

So the other girl was Hailey. The shaggy haired guy let go of Cora and stepped towards Hailey, who backed up against the wall even more.

"Hurry up Gabe. I want to go eat I'm starving," said one of the guys.

Gabe, the one with the shaggy hair grabbed Hailey by the arm, but she slapped his hand away.

Before Hailey could react, Gabe slapped her hard sending her flying against to the wall.

Oh that's it. I need to step in before something really bad happends.

Cora yanked her arm free and jumped in front of Hailey protecting her with her small body.

"Hey douche, why don't you pick on someone your own size?" I growled at him.

This gave Cora a chance to grab Hailey, who was shaking while tears streamed down her red cheeks to get away from them.

Cora held Hailey close to her until she got to me. I held in my anger clenching my fists by my sides.

I met Cora and Hailey half way across the hall stepping in front of them protectively.

Gabe glanced behind me to Cora and Hailey then looked back at me.

"Since your new here and don't know how things work, how bout you give us the freak and you and your sister can go?" Gabe asked.

"How bout if you ever touch either my siter or Hailey again we are going to have an even bigger problem," I said angrily.

I hadn't realised that students started to crowd around. Gabe stared at me until one of his friends put a hand on his shoulder.

"Come on Gabe it's not worth it. We can always get her later."

After they walked off so did all the sudents that were watching. I turned to Cora and Hailey.

"Are you ok Cora?" I asked her.

"I'm ok Morgan. My arm is just sore that's all, but I think you should check on