~Canada's (Matthew's) pov~
New school...great. I didn't want to go to a new school but there's not much I can do anyways. I don't want to go because...well its a new school and I get easily picked on at any school I go to.
So I try my best to get up out of bed and grab my glasses on the nightstand next to my bed. Then...I hear him coming up the stairs.
The door swings open...and there he is. 'Shit...',"Get your ass up and get ready for school!", he shouts at me and walks over to me and slaps me...it hurts but not as much as usual...since I've gotten used to this.
"I-I'm getting r-ready right now...s-sorry", I say, as I start to get up he gets his hand and puts it up to my neck,"you better be fucking ready in five minutes you piece of shit", he says as he let's go and leaves, making sure to slam my door as hard as possible.
I flinch at the sound of glass breaking downstairs. 'I hate this...why me?' I ask myself. I put my hand up to my neck and it hurts to touch, even just a little bit.
As I try to pick myself up off the floor I pick up my glasses and put them on. I look around for the clothes I had ready and find them on the floor next to the stuffed polar bear I had since my mother...well...you get the point.
I look at the bear and pick it up to hold it close,"oh kuma...your my only friend", I say holding back the tears that beg to fall from my tired eyes.
As I put the bear down and get dressed I feel a familiar stinging sensation on my wrists. 'Maybe I should wear a sweater as well...', I think to myself as I walk over to my closet, picking out a burgundy sweater.
I grab my back pack, slip on some shoes, grab my phone and I open my door to leave my room and walk downstairs. I see my father passed out on the couch and some beer bottles lying around too. I shrug my shoulders and let out a small sigh before walking over to a mirror and grab the comb next to it and fix up my hair.
After I'm done I check the time. '8:02...I should probably head over to the bus stop before it gets too late'. I grab the extra set of house keys before stepping outside, closing the door and walking to the bus stop.
I check my watch.'8:15 hmm...the bus should be here any minute.', I think to myself. As I look down I hear the bus and wait for it to stop.
As the bus stops and the door opens I walk down the aisles, looking for somewhere to sit. I get a couple of odd looks but try to ignore them...as usual. I find a seat at the back of the bus and sit down. And still...with the odd looks being thrown at me.
I look out the window...to be quite honest... I would much rather go to school than be with my father. I hate him...and I don't "like" to hate people, but my dad....he gives me a good enough reason to dislike him.
I am disrupted from my thoughts when I feel a rough poke on my shoulder. When I turn my head I see a dark brown haired male,"y-yes", I ask nervously. "You're in my spot...move it idiot", he says pointing his thumb behind him.
"But t-there's no where else f-for me to s-sit", I say worriedly, as I think that I might even be thrown off the frickin bus for not having a seat. "Too bad! Move your ass ya bastard", he says angrily. I sigh and say,"but I got here first! I'm sure there's a seat for you somewhere", I say, getting quite scared and annoyed by this guy.
"Pftt...fine but you're gonna get it if I see you again", he says walking away and off on to some other seat. 'Well aren't I starting off the day wonderfully'.
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The for reading the first chapter! I'm sorry its short and for Canada's frickin dad =^=; but yeah hope ya like it so far and i will see chu in the next chapter!
~YFG ❤
