Fictional, So Real?

Ava-Grace? Who is that?

Ava-Grace's POV:

My alarm, blaring,  screeching, long, yet short pulses of living misery going back and forth through my ears. I sit up to my room cluttered with half unpacked boxes filled with my junk. I get up almost as if I were to take in a single breath of air. Nope. I'm just used to this stuff. Waking up in a brand new house, to a brand new school, just to go through the doubt cycle all over again. I turn towards my "not-completely-assembled-but-still-usable-so-whats-the-point" Vanity. I grab a random item without looking, hoping it's a convenient time machine to go back to 1st grade. Or at least some make-up to cover up my acne that doesn't seem to want to ever get off my face. I mean ever. Oh. A hair brush. I started to brush out my tangled, Brunette locks. Not to mention I have worn out subtle blonde highlights.  I take two thin bunches from each side and tie them both together in the back in a neat, tight, small, pony-tail. I grab some of my broken eye shadow and begin to lightly shade my inner-eye. I add a little highlight to my nose, blush, mascara, bla bla bla, you get it. "Hurry, School starts in 30 minutes and you haven't even eaten yet!" That's my mom, she is VERY overprotective.  "I'll skip today mom, but thanks anyway." I rarely eat breakfast, and when I do I normally just get a granola bar with no sugar. How nice. I began walking to this new school. From what I know so far, this school is for the top most intelligent people in Toronto.  I switch schools almost every year because of my mom's work. I live with my mom and my mom only. I have an older sister who ran away when she was 12. My dad had to flee the country after a crime he was convicted too. I have never seen him since i was 8 and my sister was 12.  But look at me now. Just a 15 year old girl that can do nothing at all about it! This new school is supposed to be top on the NCES. The National Canada Educational System. I finally got to school and already feel overwhelmed. PE? For the first period? I thought this would be more of an Educational type of school. Okay I guess. I empty my backpack into one of the cleanest lockers I have ever seen in my entire life. That tells more about my life. I walk to the gym, room 104. I show up, everyone is staring at me, especially this one dude who looks like he is checking me out? What a great start. I see some other girls that look like they're talking about me or something. They look like spoiled-get whatever they want type of girls. "Start your regular drills, girls!" "I don't know those drills" I think to myself. I guess I will try to follow along, I mean these look pretty simple to do.. "Hi I'm Coach Sarah! You must be Ava?" "Ava-Grace, actually, but you can call me Ava." I said quietly. "Okay! So Ava, Just run a lap across the gym! 10 push ups! And 5 sit-ups!" Dang. I'll try. "Sure! Of course Coach! Easy as Pie!" Yeah. A pie that gets burnt every time. Let's start, I start running across the gym when I notice a girl sitting alone by the benches. Hm.. she reminds me of myself. I walk over, Hoping I don't make a fool out of myself trying to just be friendly. I must look like such an idiot right now. I introduced myself to her. "I am Ava- Grace but you can call me Ava." " I'm Olivia McBee,'' she says. Oh Gosh, It's that guy again. "Which guy?" She said, looking confused. "He's walking over to us, he was staring at me earlier." Her face then changed expressions to a slightly less concerned look. "That's my half-brother! Ashton Mei." Oh. I giggle nervously, Looking at Olivia, Then back at Ashton. I smile nervously at him, and he waves back excitedly. "He totally likes you," Olivia said with a smirk. "I can't focus on boys right now! I have a school to get good grades in." I said, still looking at Ashton waving his hand rapidly. Is he okay?