I'm in love

Chapter 1

I fluttered my eyes, as I heard my alarm for school going off... God damn that thing is loud, I blocked my ice blue eyes from the sun as I slowly arose from the only place where I'm not criticized.
I stumbled as if I was drunk towards my closet, which was barely big enough for three pairs of shoes. I had the smallest bedroom in the house, not to mention the worst one; there were holes in the ceiling, the floor was rotting, I didn't have a bedroom door, hell I was lucky my parents even gave me a room to begin with... They were always distant from me, I was the unwanted child. My brother; Jordan was the chosen one I guess you could say.

I picked out the only pair of pants I had, they were torn all over, and have stains on them from three years of being worn every single day. I sighed and slid them on slowly, and I pulled my black t-shirt off only to replace it with another one, almost exactly the same. I walked into the bathroom, and brushed my long red hair out, and brushed my teeth, then I put my glasses on and walked downstairs to see my mom making breakfast, I sat down at the beautiful oak table.
"Goodmorning mom, what are you cooking?"
As usual, I was ignored...
Jordan came happily bounding down the stairs, he was like the most popular person at our school... 17 years old, blond hair, green eyes, pretty tall and, smart as hell. All the girls drooled over him, I on the other hand avoided him, his friends, well... Truthfully everyone. I kept to myself, I was always bullied and made fun of, whether it was stupid ginger jokes, or simply because I didn't talk to anyone.

Mom put out three plates, one for her, one for Jordan and one for what I thought was mine, until my father came downstairs... I didn't even bother asking for one, I just walked outside and saw a girl walking, she wore all black, had brown eyes, and brown hair. She seemed okay until Jordan ran out and kissed her, ugh really?
"Bye Gemini, see you at school"
I didn't even acknowledge he said anything to me, he tried to be nice to me all the time, but I know if mom had it her way I'd be sent somewhere else. She thought I was a nuisance, to her, to Jordan, well everyone.

I walked to school, as always. It didn't bother me much anymore, I used to cry everyday on the way to school, because my mother would take Jordan and leave me to walk, but I grew to accept that I wasn't wanted... I figured since my own family didnt love me why would anyone else.

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Authors note- I hope this is good... This is my first time writing anything online, I've written before just not online.

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