Living with Him? FML.

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

I groaned and slapped the alarm clock on the desk. I pushed myself up on my elbows and yawned. Great. Just great. I'm starting school today.

I stretched and stumbled to the bathroom to get ready. As I walked past the mirror, I paused.

Peeping at my reflection, I sighed. I looked like shit. Pale face, dark circles and a tangled nest for hair.

I was up all night thinking about my parents. Somehow, I haven't cried yet. Why? What's wrong with me?

Yesterday, Evelyn took me here to her house. Apparently, she has a son too. I wonder what he's like... Is he ugly? Hot? Smart? Dumb? Mean? Nice? Well, whatever it is, I hope he will leave me alone and not give me any trouble. Maybe he is the same age as me? Maybe he would be in the same school?

No...No... let's not get my hopes high...

Oh lookie... thinking about him made me forget about my dead parents... oh look. Great. I just got reminded.

Maybe he'll be hot... maybe he's SEXY, FREE AND SINGLE!

No. NO. SHUT UP. Why the fuck am I thinking about these shit? I'm supposed to BLEND IN. Ugh.

Shaking my head to get rid of my weird thoughts, I walked to my closet where Evelyn had bought me clothes. I had accepted them with A LOT of reluctance. Believe me when I say a lot.

I picked out a pink off-shoulder top and baby blue skinny jeans and suited up.

Then I looked at myself in the mirror. There I saw a girl. She was as pale as a ghost. Her eyes had lost its usual spark. She had dark bags under her eyes. This is not me. This is not me. I chanted again and again in my head. Keep your act together.

One way to cover up? Make-up. I despised make-up. But I had no choice, unless I wanted to be called a freak on the first day of school.

I took out the make-up box which Evelyn had once again bought for me, though I didn't tell her that I despised make-up.

I applied some blush to make my cheeks look brighter and I used some concealer to cover the bags under my eyes.

Looking in the mirror, I clapped my hands, congratulating myself for my good job, considering the fact that I had almost never put make-up.

"Bye Evelyn!" I said cheerfully, climbing down the stairs, carefully trying to hide my feelings like I always do. She smiled at me, and waved.

It was time to get to school.

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EL: HAI!!! HOWS THE BOOK SO FAR???? IS IT NICE? this book is like commentless

Eu: Don't get your hopes up ebird. Anywho, WHAT DO YOU THINK??? IF YOU THINK IT SUCKS, IDC JUST SAY SO. :):):)

P.S. in that pic on top or on the side or whatever, I'm the one with the braid. XD suck on that EL

EL: NOOOOO ITS MEEEEEEE