Devin's POV

"Welcome to Salem High School", the sign above me read. Sighing, I opened the doors in front of me and walked in side. The hallsheld lockers which were a dingy old color and the hallways smelt of cleaner. Trying to find the office, I kept my head down and tried to watch where I was going. Apparently, I had not been paying enough attention because I bumped into someone. Looking up, I saw a Girl with her hair dyed bright red one side and black on the other.She smiled and said, "Hi! I'm Ash. I haven't seen you here before, so I take it you are new." I nodded. "Well, The office is right this way. I can take you there. Class doesn't start for about another 15 minutes, so we'll make it in time." Nodding, I continued to follow her. "I Like your Shirt by the way." 'Thanks' I signed in sign language and smiled smally.

"You don't talk much do you?" she asked. I shook my head.As we got to the office, I found the courage to tell her what my name is, I mean it was the least I could do after she had been so nice to me. " Devin." Her smile widened and she said, "hi Devin." Handing the secretary my ID, she gave me my schedule. I had Math first. So. Much. Fun. Ashley showed me where my class was and then where my locker was.Unfortunately, she did not have any classes with me until 4th period, which was English, so I did not see her the rest of the day.

All of my teachers made me introduce myself to the class since it was already the middle of September when my family decided to move several hours away from where we were from. I got several looks for what I was wearing which was Black skirt that went to about my knees, a black shirt which was a V-neck, and fishnet tights with my boots and socks; and of course I had a black hooded sweat shirt that I never let out of my grip. Once I had said my name, a few of the Jackass looking guys called-out in class, "LOOK ITS ANOTHER FAG." Ignoring what was said, I sat in my new seat and listened to my teacher talk about things I would never be able to understand. I silently cheered when the bell rang. My next class was Science.

Biology was easy if you knew about DNA. considering I already took this class and I couldn't get a transfer to any other class because they were all full, I'd take the easy grade. Again people stared and made comments to their friends but I ignored them. If they saw me break on the first day, I'd never survive the year. Third period wasn't any better, at least I stood a chance at passing art however. Ash introduced me to her best friend Nikki, who sat next to her. He was nice and apparently into a lot of the same music things I was in to.

The rest of the day went the same. People whispered and said rude comments but I acted like they didn't matter. I was walking home at the end of the day when a couple of guys started to follow me. once they had caught up to me, I tried to walk faster. When that did not work, I began to Panic. My fight or flight instincts were racing. I chose flight. Trying to get away, one guy grabbed me and threw me to the ground. Several guys encircled me and threw insults at me like rotten produce at a bad play. They then began to kick me and throw punches at me. It hurt like hell. By the time they finished, my clothes were ripped and I was bleeding. Limping the rest of the way home, I slammed the door of my currently empty house and my way to my room full of boxes. I face planted in my bed after locking the door and thought about the only positives in my life at the moment. One- I made a friend today: Ashley, two- I had a few classes that I could do really well in, three- well, I had nothing. Negatives in my life: One- I had no one to watch out for me, two- No one came home until late tonight and would be gone early in the morning, three- the fridge was empty, four- my body really fucking hurt.

I don't know how long I layed there or when I fell asleep but when I woke up, it was at 5 the next morning. Getting up, I groaned in agony and cried out in pain the entire way to the bathroom which was conveniently connected to my room and my room only.cleaning up yesterday's makeup, I washed away the blood and hide the bruises and cuts with makeup. Putting on a huge black pull over and a beanie, I grabbed black skinny jeans and fuzzy socks and got dressed quickly. walking downstairs, I was met with an empty house yet again and an empty fridge yet again. Locking up, I headed to school. People taunted me the entire time. I guess they haven't met a gender neutral person before. As I walked up to the school, I tried my best to prepare for what was in front of me.

Welcome to Hell. Population, Me.

Notes

So the MIW fanfiction site is like gone. so i'm using the bmth site to post my stories here. i know its not bvb but its still a good story.

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