Surviving Is Not Living

Chapter 3

teenager
/ˈtiːneɪdʒə/
(noun)
•A person aged between 13 and 19 years.

That is the dictionaries definition of the word teenager. But to beg to differ. Teenagers are more like the villains in children's story books, they strive to ruin your life, as if they have these sick fantasies about it.
I learned that the hard way.

After seeing my own memorial infront of the hells doors and yelling out that I'm alive I walked over to the table covered with roses and pictures of myself, I tried to process this shit show but how do you process your own memorial?
Saffron grabbed a box that stood next to an empty trash can, then without hesitation threw it all into the little box, then she closed it and put the box back next to the trash can.
"Alright then, i hate this place" She said still out of breath, then grabbed my hand and dragged me inside. I could still feel everyone staring.
Honestly if she didn't do what she did I would've just set it all on fire, I guess she didn't want me to go to juvie for arson?
"Nice" I whisper to myself sarcastically.

We go to our lockers and I take a deep breath "Welcome to Bulow high" Saffron says and we both giggle.
"Hey atleast they organized a memorial right?" I say while still laughing.
Our moment of joy gets rudely interrupted when Mrs Jones, the principal, stops infront of us "Ms Carlow, good to see you are back and well, please come see me in my office when the bell rings for first period" She says confidentiality and walks away.
"Wow, already in trouble and you've been here for 10 minutes, talent" Saffron always tries to make jokes in serious situations.
The bell suddenly rings, I hate that thing.
"Lovely" I sigh while rolling my eyes and slam my locker shut "Bye hun see you in Chemistry" I greet Saffron and go to the principals office.

I knock I the secretary's door and hope she isn't there, just so I could dodge this situation.
"Yes" She says, rude, as usual.
Her name is Harriet she has longer hair than most of the girls in the school, has absolutely no patience with kids and could care less about shit..I like Harriet. She looks up at me and smiles a little bit "Hello Vivian Grace" she says quietly, the other kids don't have to know that Harriet and I have a great relationship "Principal" I whisper and roll my eyes and she starts to giggle, "Come on" She says and opens the door.
I walk in and Mrs Jones and I make eye contact almost immediately
"Ms Carlow, yes come in take a seat" She says while I close the door.
"Mrs Jones, what is this about?" I ask
"Well...about what happened" She says awkwardly
"What about that?"
"I just wanted to tell you that we are here for you, you can come talk to us at any-"
"Bullshit" I cut her off "You guys only care about the school's status, this whole place is a damn circus and everyone is left to fight on their own! Let me ask you a question Mrs Jones...did you see my memorial infront of the school today?!"
She stutters "I- no I didn't, I'm sorry"
I stand up and slam my hands on her desk "I will NEVER ask for help here, and YOU will never help"
Her eyes widen, I couldn't say she looks startled, she just looks damn scared.
"Vivian calm-" She tries to stop me.
"Don't say my name!...you didn't even know I existed up to now, so let me be invisible to you again" I lower my voice, turn around and before I leave the office I turn around one more time "You all, this entire school, can suck my toe!" then I leave and make sure to slam the door.
I stand still outside the door and look at Harriet while she puts her hand over her mouth trying not to laugh out loud, I giggle and go to class.

The first four periods go by fast and before we knew it me and Saffron are in the line for gruesome cafeteria food, lucky me I only go grab a coffee and we go sit outside to observe she demons of Bulow High, then I see it...him.
I tap Saffron but the words don't come out "wh- who- who is that?" I ask while pointing to a tall guy with dirty blonde hair wearing all black.
"Stop pointing!" Saffron lowers my arm "That's Dimitri"
Holy shit those are the only words going through my mind
"Saf...he is the handsome therapy dude" I say in disbelief
"You aren't serious, it's him?!" She is just as speechless as I am "No, he's bad news, he's already been expelled twice, same goes for his previous schools" She says to convince me not to ask further questions.
"Well I guess I'll see him at therapy tomorrow..." I whisper.
The bell rings again and I stand up, but feel Saffron's hand on my shoulder "Vivian, you didn't eat again" She says, sounding concern.
"I had coffee..." I stutter "I'm going to be late for Biology" I say and walk away
"COFFEE IS NOT A MEAL VIVIAN!" She yells, I look back at her, smile and shake my head.

Biology, Mr Graham.
I'd love to throw him with a brick, that'll be great. I purposely didn't do his homework meiosis my ass.
I go sit at the back of the class, yeah he'll leave me alone.
"Ms Carlow"
So he didn't plan on leaving me alone.
"Mr Graham" I answer, anxious, but I'll never show that I am.
He paces up and down the classroom "Have you completed my homework?"
"Sorry Sir is was actually busy not dieing" I answer sarcastically
"I heard about that yes. I will give you a chance until the end of next week to complete my assignments and homework, after that...detention"
I sigh and don't bother saying anything.
Mr Graham starts his lesson and I silently sit at the back trying to draw stick figures when the door suddenly swings open, the principal, in my Biology class, why?
And before I could go back to not caring less, a girl walks in, long hair clearly bleached wearing a short yellow summer dress and glasses.
"Mr Graham, a new student" She says
I start looking around and the only open seat is played right next to me.
"Ah yes, you can go sit next to Vivian there" he says while pointing at me, I awkwardly smile and get my feet off her desk "I'm sure Vivian will help you" he says while she walks up to me, he has an evil grin on his face.
She puts her bag down next to her table and slowly takes a seat.
Looks at me with flawless blue eyes and says "Hi, I'm Skylar" She says.
"Vivian" I reply
She smiles and opens her Biology handbook.
Oh...she- she's absolutely breathtaking, I can't take this, to my favor the bell rings. I have never walked out of a class that fast.

I go to the gym for the last period of the day, usually I go sit in the supply closet to avoid people and exercise, but today we have a new gym teacher and she looks terrifying.
She blows her whistle and everyone goes to sit on the pavilion "I am Mrs Martin  your new gym teacher, I have ground rules, number one, never make an excuses about not being in my class, two, never be late. You follow the rules, you do good"
The doors open and Skylar comes running in "I'm so sorry I'm late, I'm new and I didn't know where the gym was" She tries to save herself, Mrs Martin looks her up and down and says "Take a seat, never let that happen again"
She silently walks up to me and sits next to me "Hi again" She whispers and I smile.

After gym class I go sit on the football field just to process my day.
I start thinking about Dimitri and Skylar.
Dimitri is going to therapy tomorrow and I want to know how he knows my middle name. Skylar on the other hand has no reason to be running around in my thoughts, we barely talked two sentences.
"Vivian what are you doing?"
My thoughts get rudely interrupted yet again, this time by Saffron.
"What are you doing?" I ask "Don't you have piano lessons?"
"No" she answers "I am going to get some ice cream with my best friend then drop her off at home"
I giggle and stand up "Well then let's go"

Saffron drops me off at home and I go to the kitchen, the house is unnaturally quiet.
"Brian?!"
No answer.
The washing rooms door opens and my dad comes into the kitchen "Grace you're home" he greets "Hi dad, where's Brian and mom?"
"They went out to get Chinese food"
"Oh, well I already are at Saffron's"
"Sure, we'll put yours in the microwave then?"
"Thank you dad"
I go to my room and sit on my bed to check my phone.
*message alert*
An unknown number.
That's something new, the text reads "Hi Vivian" and I reply "Who's this?"
I get up and go get in the shower thinking nothing of the text
*message alert*
I get out of the shower wrapping a towel around my body and hair.
When I open my messages I get a cold chill down my spine.
How did he get my number?
"It's Dimitri"
What the hell