Taylor Caniff's Little Sister.

Part 2

It's Monday. Ughhhhh school. I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock. I get up out of my warm bed and get ready for school. I got to a private/catholic school so I wear a uniform. I get to have and 8th grade sweatshirt. It has my last name on the back, class of 2015 on the arm, and it has a bulldog on the front of it. I have 3 of them they are pink, purple, and blue. I put my pink school sweatshirt on with my khakis and my chestnut, Baily Bow Uggs. I put my hair up on a pony tail. I then put on an pink under armor headband. I get my book bag and head to the kitchen. I see Taylor sleeping on the couch. He slept there last night because he was up late watching the super bowl. I eat a granola bar then Tristan and I head to school. My classmates are more like my family because we've been going to school together since we were in kindergarten. This year was out last year together until we go to different high schools. The 8th grade class goes in a class trip every year. This year we are going to Savannah, Georgia.
After school///
The bell rings and everyone comes rushing out the door. Taylor was picking Tristan and I up from school. I get in the car and Taylor and I talk for a little. Right then my favorite song came up on the radio. I started singing and dancing. Taylor smiled and chuckled.
We started making snapchat videos and taking pictures. Crazy stuff like that. I then got a lot of notifications on my phone and all that came up was hate. Mostly from Twitter and Instagram. Taylor looked at me with worried eyes. He asked" Are you ok sissy?" I showed him my phone and he looked mad.
I'm used to the hate though. I've struggled with depression and I still do. I was bullied at school by the girls in my class. The hate also gets to me. Last year I couldn't take it anymore. I started starving myself and self harming. I don't starve myself anymore but, it's really hard for me to gain weight. I still self harm every once in a while. Sometimes I have these breakdowns and it feels like everything is collapsing. Taylor is always worried about me and he tries to comfort me when he can. He caught me cutting once. He bursted in and hugged me and told me everything was ok.
We got out of the car and went inside. I got a snack then I started on my homework. Taylor helped me on my math. He struggled a little though lol. I take Algebra 1 so it's really hard. And I'm a straight A student. .Once I was done Taylor and I laid on the couch and watched TV. My head was in his chest and his arms were around me. I could just fall asleep there. I miss our cuddle sesh's when he is gone. But now he bought a house in Texas so he won't visit as much as he used to.
I go to the orthodontist later before basketball practice. I get my braces tightened. UGHHHHHHH.