Metal lovers

-first day at a new school-

Note- this is my first story so it's probably not that good but I hope you enjoy :)

*alarm goes off*
"Ugh why does school start so early?"
You got up and almost fell over 'cause your vision was still blurry. You just moved to a new state and everything here is different. It's the middle of November and frost like snow covers the streets. The "city" you moved to is bigger than the town you moved from. You really want a car but you never needed one to get around your old neighborhood. Now that you're almost 16 your mom and stepdad might consider it. "It's way too cold outside" you said to yourself grabbing a zip up hoodie. You chose some black ripped jeans and a Misfits t-shirt. Helena - The Misfits started playing (which was your alarm). You said to yourself "shit I'm gonna be late again." You finished getting ready thinking you'll see someone attractive at your first day
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"MOM CAN YOU DRIVE ME TO SCHOOL!" You know you shouldn't yell and she'll probably bitch to Steve today while you're at school.
"YES (Y/N) ILL DRIVE YOU!"
Your mom yelled back. "Well at least she wasn't rude" you thought to yourself while walking down stairs. Kate (your step sister) was down stairs. She has mid-length curly blonde hair, blueish green eyes, tan skin, and dark freckles on her nose and above her eyebrows. Kate is your stepdad's daughter who moved with you guys. Kate is from California and most people can tell since she looks like the stereotypical Californian type. Kate is 17 and turns 18 in February. She's a senior in high school and is 2 years older than you. You're now a sophomore in high school and have no friends and for sure no boyfriend.
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It took you around 10 or 15 minutes to get to school since you didn't like close to it. There was a high school near us but Steve said this one's better. Steve thinks he's the boss of your family since Nathan (your birth dad) left when you were 2. All you remember from before he left were the fights between him and your mom. All the smashed bottles and yelling when he was drunk and the cops being called so many times. Steve's kinda equal, he was bossy, immature and saw women as objects. You arrived at school and there was people everywhere. Most were vaping, some were starting fights, and others were just talking to who looked like their friends. You already knew there was no one who shared the same interests as you. You play guitar, paint, crochet, play video games, make jewelry, and your favorite music genre is metal. Pretty much every one at your old school didn't like you or just didn't talk to you. You were fine with it because you didn't like them either. You walked to some building that looked like the office but couldn't really tell. Some ugly ass tall dude with short blonde hair walks out of the office and runs into you. You honestly don't care, you didn't push you over and probably didn't mean it. You continued walking, all of a sudden he shouts "Hey fag! Watch where you're going next time!" You whispered to yourself trying not to launch yourself at him because you were pissed, "that ugly son of a bitch shouldn't talk to me like that. He ran into me first." You calmed down and proceeded to walk into the office.
"Hey um, I'm new can I get my schedule?"
"What's your name?" The admin lady asked without looking up from her computer.
"(Y/N) Johnson"
"Ok, here you go. Have a nice day sweetheart."
"Shit," you whispered under your breath "p.e. is my home room."
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