Dusk h.s.

Chapter 1

"You can't stay up here all day. You have to get to school."

I somehow knew that after my brother's failed attempts, he'd eventually take his ass up here and force me out of bed.

I groan and pull the covers over my head.

I'm sure Robert and his wife, Courtney are not very fond of the whole idea of me living with them for another year. Trust me, I'm not fond of it either, but I can't afford a place yet and senior year has just begun.

"You're gonna miss school."

"Does it look like I give a shit?"

"Get out of bed, Annabelle."

"Fuck off, Robert."

I feel bad speaking to my brother this way. He's done nothing to make me think he should be treated this way, but I'm sick of everyone just pretending that nothing happened when it's all I can bring myself to think about.

That's all I've been doing for the past 2 years. Thinking that it should've been me instead of her.

I was only 16 and it basically happened before my own very eyes. My mother died right in front of me. How am I supposed to forget something like that?

Well, I can't and no amount of sorrow and pity is gonna convince me otherwise.

"Anna, you need to go to school."

"Why?"

"It's the second week of senior year for crying out loud. Have fun with it." Robert urges.

"Why?"

"Because it's your last year of high school. You're gonna look back on these days for the rest of your life."

"And I'll think of them as trash. Just a load of bullshit."

I hear a sigh being let out and quiet footsteps. I turn to see Robert has left my room.

I sigh and eventually get up, getting myself ready to have a bullshitty time at school.

It's only the second week of senior year and it's already shit. I certainly don't have of want any friends messing with my life. I had enough of those already and they just create crap.

When I step into the halls, I make my way to my first class. I could care less about arriving early or on time. The tardy bell would ring and I'd still be lurking in the halls, walking two miles per hour along with a few students who have the same mindset.....they could care less.

I just want to get out of this shitty school and leave this town. There are too many memories scattered around that I can't escape.

I sit in math class, watching the teacher write foreign equations on the board. They are probably foreign because I haven't bothered to pay much attention to them. What's the point?

I go through the rest of my classes and the day goes by pretty quickly. As the last bell rings, I make my way towards the front door of the medium sized jail like school.

As I turn a corner, I run into someone. All my books and papers fall to the ground and the boy I knocked into completely ignores the fact that he just ran into me.

"Dick." I comment, making sure my voice carries along to him.

When I look up, he's flicking me off.

I roll my eyes and retrieve my books from the ground, storming out the school doors.

About halfway to my house, a noise erupts in the sky. Moments later, water pours down, soaking me fully.

"Shit!" I exclaim.

Just my luck.

I try to not be bothered by the loud rain for the rest of the walk, but when all my papers start to get soaking wet, I almost just said 'Screw it' and throw them down.

Deciding against it, I continue my walk home.

When I get home, Courtney is sitting on the couch, and her lame ass dog let's out a sharp, annoying bark. The small, white dog runs towards me as I walk upstairs, not acknowledging either of their presences.

When I get to my room, I plop down on my bed and stare at the ceiling just thinking.

Thinking seems to get me in a horrible mind set nowadays.