Beauty & the Freak

Chapter Two

Rayne's POV

"Hey stupid, wake up! It's the first day at our new school!!" My brother yell at the top of his lungs, as he shakes me from me sleep. I'll never understand how "morning people" function... I get up, hitting my head on the bed above me.

My mom got a new job half way across the country, which means a new house. A smaller house. Which means I have to share a room, and bathroom with my lovely twin brother. *sarcasm*

Finally exiting my bed successfully, I grab the first few things in my closet, and run to the bathroom, trying to get there before him. I guess I got lucky because I got there only seconds ahead.

"Sucks to suck babe!" I yell through the door, hearing him banging on the door. I grab my phone from the pocket of my robe, and scroll through my morning playlist and hit shuffle. The first song to play is Nicotine by Panic! at the Disco. I turn the shower on and sing along.

Cross my heart, and hope to die

Burn my lungs and curse my eyes.

I've lost control and I don't want it back.

I'm going numb

I've been hijacked

It's a fucking drag

I end my shower at the same time as the song. The second I leave the shower, my towel-wrapped body shivers due to the temperature change.

The next song to play is the acoustic version of If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn. Immediately I change it to the next song. It reminds me of my ex-girlfriend too much.

Yes that's right, I said girlfriend. I'm pansexual. No one really bothers me about it because no one knows about it. The only person that knows is my brother. He's my best friend. My only friend really. He's always there for me.

I finish getting ready and run down stairs to the kitchen. I sit on the couch to find my book bag, breakfast and my lunch packed by my mom.

"Dude, hurry up. We're gonna be late!" I yell upstairs. "Well I'm sorry you took half an hour!" My lovely brother yells back to me. I am so done with him. The funny thing is I was only in there for ten minutes. He's always in a hurry.

Now me being the impatient child I am, I grab all of my belongings for school, ready to walk out the front door. But then I realize I forgot a few things. My hat, my meds, my purse, and most importantly, my shoes. How I was about to walk away, I will never know...

After completing the necessary tasks, my brother is finally ready. I grab onto the back of his bag, while he was walking, and let him drag me out the door. It's not my fault I'm lazy.

"Get off you whale!!" He screams while trying to swat at my hands. I finally let go when we reach the bus stop. I hate the bus honestly. Its hot, loud, and you always have to sit with someone. Normally that wouldn't be a problem, but my brother and I decided that we were finally going to try life on our own.

But that means I won't have any friends.

I'm not exactly the most socially acceptable person in the world. I may look fine, but once I open my mouth, that's where the problems start. I just can't talk to people. I don't know how. I either say something wrong, do something wrong, or just don't talk at all.

After over-thinking everything, as usual, the bus gets here, interrupting my thoughts.The driver swings the door open, making me jump in fright. He and my brother look at me with raised eyebrows. I'm sorry if loud noises and sudden movements scare me!

Composing myself, I step up after my brother, making my way onto the orange-yellow automobile. Did I mention that I have a fear of driving? It sounds ridiculous, but it really is a legitimate phobia. Ever since I was about six, I was afraid of them. A drunk driver ruined our whole vacation in a matter of seconds.

After than unpleasantness, I get onto the large death trap, most likely shaking in fear. And right when I thought I was done with that, a whole new wave of anxiety washes over me. There's nowhere to sit.

"Young lady, if you could pick a seat in the next thirty seconds, that would be nice." The whole group laughs, and I toss out a fake smile. Following that, I spot a girl by herself with a set of headphones in. It couldn't be more perfect. She was alone, so I had nowhere to sit, and she had headphones, so I don't have to talk to her.

I mentally cheer and pick up the pace to sit down. My heartbeat decreases and my deep breaths come to an end. Thank god for this girl.

When I relax myself into the seat, she looks at me, as if she were inspecting me. I look down at my feet until she speaks.

"I like your hat," She says. My cheeks light up a shade of pink. I look up at her to realize that she looks pretty good herself. It's not like a crush. Just she's kinda cute is all. She was wearing a Captain America top, red and black jeans, a pair of black biker boots, a beanie, and a crap-load of rubber bracelets. I like it.

"I-I uh... I like your... Beanie?" I stutter awkwardly. Way to go Rayne! I smack my forehead in embarrassment t. "No its fine. Im not exactly good at small talk either." She pats me on the head like a puppy. I'll take what I can get really.

I look up at her hand and burst into giggles. "What?" She asks, joining me.
"I'm being treated like an animal." I state.
"And that makes you laugh?" She says, still smirking. "Well I guess it does since I'm laughing now." Neither of us talk until we stop laughing.

"So I never got your name."
"Oh right. I'm Rayne."
"Cool I'm-" Before I can learn my potential friend's name, the bus driver slams on the breaks and I smash my head on the seat ahead of me.

This is why I hate all automotive transportation! I touch my head to feel blood touching the surface. Isn't that lovely? I turn to the unnamed girl beside me to see that nothing had happened to her, but she had her head in her hands, looking like she was in pain.

"You okay?" I ask her, still in pain.
"I-I think so..." I'm definitely worried about her. I was so close to actually having a friend, but of course that can never happen. I don't deserve friends...

"Yes you do honey!" Well I guess I said that out loud... "Yeah, you kinda did." She tries to comfort me with her words. But it doesn't really help.

"So my name's Roxxi, since I didn't get to tell you before."