I really hated leaving the house. My older brother calls me a vampire because i hate the sun. I love movies and stay indoors and watch them all day everyday. Lucky for me, i am home schooled but my brother Easton goes to regular school. Its weird though because no matter how much i sit around and eat, im skin thin. I probably look anorexic but i swear im not. Its pretty bad though because you can see my ribs. I usually wear baggy clothes though so no one notices. My own mother and brother havent even noticed. You probably noticed i didnt say father. He died about ten years ago when i was six years old in a car crash.
Im sixteen now and my mom really wants me to go out and meet people. She says im so pretty and would get all the guys but i dont believe her. I am just really self concious though. I should probably mention my name. Im Belle. I have long golden blond hair. My eyes are blue green with specks of yellow in them. Im tall but not as tall as my brother. Hes over six foot and im ony five six.
"Belle get out", my mother said plainly. I looked up from my bowl of cereal. "What!?". "You cant stay inside forever. Now go to the gas station and get gas for my car. Dont come back til you have made a friend", she said handing me the keys. I am sixteen but since i dont go out i dont have a license. It doesnt matter though. "Eastons my friend", i said. "No im not!", he yelled from the other room. He is nineteen. He looks exactly like me but taller, not as skinny, and has green eyes. "Thanks bro. Feeling the damn love", i said. "Your going and thats final", she said and pushed me towards the door. I love how i just cursed in front of her but she doesnt care.
I only had on a blue tank top thats loose and blue jeans. I grabbed my sunglasses before she shut the door because if i was leaving, i couldnt live without them. I wore skinny jeans, but of course, like i said, they are real baggy on me. I couldnt help it though. I could never put on weight. I am under 100 pounds at sixteen. I guess its not healthy but its good.
I got in the car and drove to the nearest station. It happened to be a DX station. My fair skin was burning by just being outdoors. I know your thinking. Im no soc. Im a full on greaser. My mother was a teacher but ended up quitting to take care of me and Easton. Easton has a job after school to help mom but it doesnt do much.
I pulled into the station and parked at a gas tank. Some guy with swirly black hair came over to me. "Need gas?", he asked. "Yeah", i said. He put the gas pump in the car and waited. It was kind of aakward. "You new here? I havent seen you around", he said. "No not new. Im home schooled so i dont leave the house much", i answered him. "Sooo....", he began. "Im a greaser if thats what you were going to ask", i rolled my eyes. "Thats cool", he muttered.
"Yo Steve! Whats taking so long?", a voice said. A guy walked over to the car. "Im just talking and filling up this pretty girls car", he said like it was obvious. The guy looked me over. "How can you tell if shes pretty with glasses over her face?", he asked. I took off my glasses and put them in my lap. "Better?", i asked. "Yeah definitely ", they both said at the same time. I laughed and threw my glassses back on. "See ya later" i said. I started to pull out when i heard one of them call, "Wait! Whats your name?". "Belle", i said and left the station. Maybe i can count them as friends for my mom.
