wow. I do not usually write stories, but now that I have started I realize how much fun it is. I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Teagan's PoV
"Rain" I mutter angrily, "It just had to be freaking rain." Usually, I don't mind the rain, but when you combine it with the freezing January air, old converse, and having to walk to school, you begin to hate it. Ugh. If the wicked bitch of the west had decided to buy a car instead of her drug supply I would be dry and not hating life as much as I am right now. The only thing that is making me feel better right now is that Tyler got picked up by one of his friends. That must be nice. Having friends I mean.
It is 8:53 when I arrive dripping wet at this hellhole I call school. I shake off a bit and make my way to my first period English and take in a huge breath before turning the knob and entering Mr. Sinclair's room. The entire class turns and stares at me.
"s-s-sorry i'm l-late Mr.Sinclair" I manage to stammer out. This is the third time this week. "I-it won't h-happen again."
"You are right Ms. Waters, I hope after detention you finally learn." He tells me before writing me a detention slip. The class erupts in laughter and I am once again humiliated.
I make my way to my seat trying to ignore the taunting whispers.
"did you hear her mom is a druggie?"
" I heard that she is homeless"
"She's ugly"
Then I here the worst one, coming straight from the devil herself, Stana Elrose.
" She is a worthless slut that nobody gives a damn about"
I choke on a quiet sob as I realize that it is true. Nobody cares about me. If anyone cared about me I'd have friends. If anyone cared about me I wouldn't be this way. If my mother cared about me she wouldn't be a drug addict. If my father cared about me then he wouldn't have ran away with my freaking college savings and most of my moms money. I put my head down on the desk and bury my face in my arms and silently sob. To be on the edge of breaking down. Nobody cares. No one even takes a passing glance at me other than to pick out my flaws. And there is a lot of them. And no ones there to save you.
*LUNCHTIME*
"OW STANA! STOP! PLEASE!" I shout as she continues to throw punches at my frail body. There are many students around. Although, no one cares enough to do anything but record.
"Stana!" I whimper as she punches my stomach again and again. "Someone please! Help!" I feel my nose crack and blood starts rushing over my face. The world is suddenly starting to turn hazy.
"EVERYONE! BACK UP! I SAID BACK UP!" I hear someone shout over the commotion.
"YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS TO GET OUT OF THIS CAFETERIA! ANYONE REMAINING ONCE I HIT TEN WILL FACE CONSEQUENCES" I recognize the voice to be Principle Greyson. Principal Greyson is a middle aged man with brown hair, and can I say, he is scary as hell. It didn't take long before everyone had evacuated. Wow. Its getting darker and darker. I hear the Principal call my name before everything goes black.
To be hurt, To feel lost, To be left out in the dark
Hey guys! So, I have some song lyrics in there, thrown in random spots. Can anyone guess the song? Sorry its so short, still trying to get the hang of it. Even though thats a poor excuse.
