If only I met you earlier

Pilot

I never knew what it'd feel like to be alone.I mean I always felt that I was empty inside.But now that I'm completely alone it's worse. I didn't believe it'd be that bad but it is.It's been 4 months since my mom and my sister left to go to Boston. They left on August,one month earlier before my sister begun going to school.My mom wanted her to have a bright future so they moved to Boston and she signed her to a better school with better teachers. She didn't care much about me because she knew I wouldn't do something important in my life like become a doctor or a lawyer or a succesfull business man. I just wanted to be done with school and get a normal job with a good income.They're good there I know it. And to be honest I'm good here too,I wouldn;t want to move,I'm used to living here.

As for my dad he's dead.He died 10 years ago when I was around 8 years old.I don't know the reason,I never got to learn.My mom said that my brain was too pure to fill it with bad pictures that I'll make after she tells me.I didn't want to learn.I thought I wouldn't be sleeping for days,even though I wasn't sleeping anyways because of his death.I didn't recover fast.I still think about him,but I know he's good up there.

I just woke up by my phone.I robotically opened my eyes and stretched my arm to grab the phone. I shrinked my eyes and i see the name that was calling me: Mom.

I picked it up and said goodmorning and left a huge yawn come out of my mouth.She said it back and told me that it's already late once again and i should quickly prepare myself for school.I told her that I will and hanged up. I seriously don't want to be late this time.I'm always late and the teachers have quarreled to me about. I promised to the principle that I won't be late again. I wouldn't have the nerve to stay one more year to this shitty school.

I sat up on the bed and stretched my eyes so that the rays of sun won't hit mt that much.I went in front of the mirror which I had to clean for aeges and I could barely see my face,but what I could definetely see is that my hair's awful. I groaned and went to the bathroom to do my thing.I then brushed my teeth and fixed my hair putting gel.Too much gel.I got out of the bathroom and took my phone to check on the hour.It was 8:00 and I had to be at school at 8:20.I had pleanty of time.My mother knows exactly how to make me feel nervous.

I put down my phone and I started to get undressed.I thought of getting a quick shower but then i said ''Fuck it''.I wore my black ripped jeans and my black shirt which was a bit...crumpled.While I was getting dressed I stared the view outside the window. It was snowing.

Perfect,just perfect.

I changed and I put my grey sweatpants which were warmer than my jeans.I went downstairs and I checked on the clock again.It was 8:10.

Great.I don't even have the time to make some coffee for myself.I won't be able to deal with the daily school shit.

I also forgot to prepare my bag,but I don't care much I'll just grab a random book and a notebook and I'll borrow a pen from someone.I looked myself at the mirror once more,put my perfume on,took my keys,helmet and my jacket and headed out.

I started my motorbike and sat on it putting my helmet on.I then noticed Mrs.Stevens coming out of her house,probably to go and buy the groceries.She always wakes up early.She waved at me smilling.I waved back.That woman is amazing.I spent so many hours in her house.When my mom was working she didn't want to leave me and my sister alone so she left us at her hands.She had already baked cookies by the second we got there and had already prepared our orange juice. My sister never made a scene. She was quiet,she generally is.But I wasn't.I was really energetic which caused multiple vase breaking and nerve cracking.Both to my parents and to them.Even though Mrs.Stevens was always kind at me and always forgave me,her husband didn't.Mr.Stevens was probably holding himself from hitting me,he was so patient.I was challenging him every freaking day.He died a year ago from a stroke.She didn't get out of the house for months,she was mourning him.She decided to come alive again some weeks ago.It made me happy seeing her again.She cooks for her 2 children sometimes and they come to take the food and see her so that she wouldn't feel completely alone.

I finally started driving to school.