𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 , finn wolfhard

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"
setting
fire
to —
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[y/n]

It's been 18 months since I left my family and went to school.

I wasn't liked at school, not very many people were fond of me. I didn't really care though. Fuck them.

I was never too popular, I think it was for the best.
I always get called shitty stuff like 'psycho' and 'loser' but I just let them. Their life might be better than mine but they will fuck it up sooner or later, just watch them.

I walked past Melissa last week, I heard her whisper a slur to me. She likes to me call me shit because she thinks it will up her game in the high school food chain. She gets nothing apart from attention.

In high school, attention is what you want to avoid. Just make it through the hell of socialisation before the freedom of adulthood.

I joined late to high school. Nobody knows why, except my guidance counsellor. She's alright I guess, even if she does smells like an old hippie.

I keep my shit to myself because I don't need pity from other people. It's embarrassing, not just for me but for them as well.

Besides, if someone's nice to you, that means you have to be nice back. That means talking to people.

People try to invite me over to theirs but I ignore them. Because of course, that means inviting them over to mine and I don't think they want to come to where I 'live'.

That's if you want to call it living. The only abnormal thing about me is that I live by myself.

And not in a house either.

My parents were absolute jokes. Sometimes I told them something and they wouldn't make enough of a deal out of it and sometimes they made to big of a deal.

I once told my mum a really private thing and she told all of her adult friends who then told of their children and then they spread crappy stuff about me to everyone in my neighbourhood.

I got tired of everything. My dad had started drinking again and my mum took up fucking heroin. So one night I packed my belongings, which was barely anything, took my money and left.

When I say 'took MY money' I mean I took the rest of my earnings and grabbed cash from my parents, without my them knowing.

The thing I hate about it most is that is doesn't look like they are coming after me.

'Good riddance, the bitch is gone! Finally!'

It's been a while, since I saw them.

I don't know if I miss them or not, I don't think they miss me. They were constantly threatening to 'do stuff' to me. That freaked the shit outta me.

There are more reasons I left but I can't be bothered to list them. All you need to know is that they are a bunch of fuckers who weren't fit to care for a child.

My uncle owns the apartment I'm staying at. He's 45 minutes away but he pays the rent for me. I think he's the only decent person that's related to me.

His daughter, my cousin, goes to my school but she lives with her mum. She pretends she doesn't know me to avoid having 'you're friends with the psycho' situations. I get it, I would do the same.

Right now I'm sitting in the school bathrooms, hiding from Melissa. I'm not scared of her, I just can't be bothered to deal with her shit.

Suddenly, two girls enter.

They walk over to the sink, shoe heels clacking on the floor.

"Did you see that kid?" One piped up.

I groaned internally, thinking they were talking about me.

"Yeah I know. He's such a weirdo."

He?

"Mhm. I heard he's new. He's such a freak. Him and that psycho girl match."

Ahh, there we go.

I stuff my shit in my bag and walk out, meeting the girls. It was Melissa's friends, Madison and Anya.

Anya and this girl Y/N used to be best friends. Y/N has the same name as me.

She's super nice and she's dating this kid in my class, his names Jaeden. They used to hate each other but now they are the cutest couple at the school.

If anyone says shit about Y/N, Jaeden's there. He loves her so much. She loves him too.

Jaeden's apparently great childhood friends with the new kid, I don't know his name though.

I say hi to Y/N every now and again, she's so sweet.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when Anya spoke to me.

"Fuck off, you weirdo!" She shrieked.

I flipped her off and walked out.

"Cunt." I muttered under my breath.

I slammed the bathroom door and walked out the school.

[y/n]

"
— our
insides
for
fun
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A/N — Fuck, okay. So, apologies for this bad chapter, sorry if it's not intriguing yet. So I kinda did a cross-over from my other book 'MY GIRL' which is my Jaeden Martell fanfic. You don't have to read that one to understand this one, don't worry. Hope you enjoy this LMAO hjbsksnsk

NOT EDITED