The names Katelyn. Katelyn Morris, and I don't take shit from anybody. I hate having to explain myself so let's get this over with. My parents died when I was 15 leaving me to finish high school and college alone. They left me everything in their will though. The house, the cars, and $1 million, but the estate was in Bradford so I transferred and now go to the University of London. I'm not your typical girl. I don't paint my nails, go shopping, and I'm not a cheerleader. People have learned not to mess with me or my band, The Rebels. Our bands are like gangs and we're the baddest in this town, with one exception. The Rivals. They're just 5 fuckin assholes who haven't learned their lesson. But I'm planning on teaching it to them real soon. They think they can get whatever they want but they're wrong. And one more thing..........



They killed my brother.

Notes

This was a really bad and short chapter but I just wanted to get out the basics, so later I'll start the real story. Hope y'all like it!