How I live now(5sos fanfic)

chapter 1

~ okay just to let you know, the girl in the picture is how I imagine November to look like >.< By th way, this is set when Luke was 16 Calum was 16, Michael was 17 and ashton was 18, so in 2012 :) and also, Novemebers nickname is Nova, just so ya know ;) ~

'Nova! You're going to be late!' my mother shouted at me from the bottom of the stairs. 'I'm up!' I lied, pulling myself reluctantly out of bed. I pad over to my drawers, pulling out my grey Kurt Cobain quote vest and some black skinnies with rips in the legs. After pulling them on, I tie up my black converse and brush my knotty blue and black hair, styling it the way it always is. I apply some heavy eyeliner and mascara, and hop down the stairs.

'Morning' I mumble to my mother. 'Yeah' she replies, not even turning around to look at me. She was standing at the counter, staring out the window blankly, with a cold cup of coffee in her hand. This is all she does every morning, since dad left us to travel the world. Every morning from 8am to about 10.30. I worry about her. She misses him.

I grab a bowl and some cereal and start to have breakfast. Suddenly, Mom turns around and gives me a nasty look. 'You are sixteen years old and you cant even turn an alarm on to get yourself up. I'm sick of this!' she shouts, slamming her cold coffee on the countertop, spilling some over the edge of the mug.

I'll remember to clean that up before I leave.

'I'm sorry, I just forgot', I reply quietly.

'Just forget it, Nova. Go to school', she gives me a cold glare, and walks out of the kitchen. I finish my breakfast, putting everything away and cleaning up the spilled coffee. I grab my bag and leave.

As I am walking to school I think about my mom. She isn't as bad as some parents. Like, she doesn't hit me, or call me names, but she does neglect me and treat me like crap. It's only because of Dad being gone. It changed her. She was so outgoing and fun and caring, but when he left she became a mess. Not caring, watching tv all day, not eating, skipping work, losing her job because she was skipping work. It was terrible, but that was seven years ago that he left. I've adjusted to having to take care of myself. I do the shopping, the laundry, the cleaing, everything. But I don't mind. This is how I live. I do love my mom, but sometimes I feel like she hates me. Like when she looks at me, she sees my dad, and that hurts her. It upsets me a lot, but there's nothing I can do about it...

As I round the corner, I see my school. Quietly, I say to myself 'Here we go again Nova, get ready for all the crap you're about to get.'