Trustfall

Pt 1.

Have I ever seen a happy me? No, why? Because I'm simply not. I don't need a reason. I'm my unhappy sarcastic me and this is my life

My sister busts into my room.
"Oh. my god. Look who just texted me."
She shoves her phone into my face.
"If you hold it at my face not into it I could see it."
She moves her hand back and I see the name of the male school slut. Trevor.
Tall, football player and some say handsome.
I look at the text massage.
'Send me nudes, beautiful.'
"I hope you are not gonna do that."
"What?"
"The text. He just wants nudes."
She looks at her phone biting her lower lips, staring at the massage.
"You're really thinking about it. What the actual fuck Rina. No!"
"He's hot and..."
"and a fuckboy who will break your heart. You know what. You do you. Not my problem but don't come crying to me when he breaks your heart."
She storms out. My lips form a small grin.
Sebastian comes inside.
"Wanna go to the game tonight?"
"Who's playing?"
"Our school and the Ohio Bears."
"Uuu yes."
"Cool. Be ready at 6"
I nod. He smiles as he turns around and walks out.
I look at the watch on my wrist. 5:03.

I get up and look at myself in the mirror. pale skin, ice blue eyes, black hair, piercing.

I love my look and style but everyone seems to hate it. I'm sorry everyone hates me. I took a deep breath and took a last look in the mirror before I put out my outfit for the afternoon. I took my clothes and went into my bathroom.

I looked into the mirror in my room. My wet hair. The blue eyes, framed with black eyeliner. The black outfit with silver details.

I look at my hands and see the rings and black nails.