Love Is A Drug

Women are cursed

I wake up and feel pain in my stomach. Not just any pain...cramps. I sit up from my bed and groan. I walk over to my bathroom and pull down my pj pants and underwear and sit down on the toilet. I look down at my underwear and see they're stained.

"Bloody hell" I say. I laugh at my pun. I slip them off and get done doing my business. I walk back into my room and get a fresh pair of underwear and slip them on while putting on a pad.

I fudging hate being on my period.

I get dressed and get my backpack ready.

"Rivyn are you ready!" I hear my mom's lovely voice screaming throughout the house. Seconds later my bedroom door flings open to reveal my younger brother Brian.

"What the hell did I say about knocking!" I say annoyed.-This little boy needs to learn to knock.What if I was naked?

"Oh yeah sorry. I was just looking for my shirt."

"Why would I have your shirt?"

"I put it in your laundry basket because I got it dirty."

"Ugh. Ok look in my laundry basket I haven't taken any of the clothes out and I washed them yesterday."

"Ok" My little bro walks over to the laundry basket and starts rummaging. "Uh what is this?" I look over and feel my eyes ready to pop out of their sockets. I see him holding my black thong.

"Leave that alone Brian!"

"Is this part of one of your shirts? Did one of your shirts break?" Obviously he would think that for a five year old.

I quickly walk over to him and snatch my thong away from him. I sigh "Yes one of my shirts broke now get out." I say shoving him out the door.

"But my shirt!"

"I know I'll bring it to your room. Just go brush your teeth or something." I say as I close the door in his face. I walk across my room and slump on my bed. I barely breath out before my door bursts open once more.

"Rivyn can you brush my hair!" I cover my ears from my younger sister's unnecessary loud voice.

"Why are you so loud!? I will as long as you shut up." I sit up and see her smiling. She nods and runs quickly sitting on my bed. I stand up and grab the brush from her hand. I feel the cramps happening again and I wince. I finish brushing her hair and give her my little brother's shirt so she can give it to him.

"Kids lets go! Time to leave!" I groan and grab my backpack and spray perfume on myself before I walk out of my room.

I make my way into the living room which really doesn't take that long because its literally like five steps away from my room. I sit down on the couch and wait for my mom.

My mom comes into the living room with her work clothes on which consist of the restaurant's t-shirt that she works in and some ripped jeans and converse. Nothing fancy at all.

My younger twin sister and brother finally come and join us.

"Rivyn are you bleeding again?" I mentally slap her.

"Yes Bianca. I am" I cover my eyes and hear my mom laugh. I look over at her and shake my head.

"That sucks. When is that going to happen to me?" I look over at her amused and see Brian looking at her disgusted.

"For the millionth time don't worry about it. Just stop talking about it." I get up and make my way out of my house. Everybody else behind me. Bianca walks over to feed our dog Leo, short for Leonora a female name. Every time I see her I wonder why my uncle, who got her for us, gave her that complicated name.

While Brian walks over to the car he says "Girls are so gross". I shove him into the car on purpose and tell him to be quiet.

"Hey behave the two of you." says my mom.

What a lovely morning, I sooo can't wait for the rest of the day.

A half an hour of my siblings arguing over who gets to charge their Nintendo first once they get home later, I finally reach my school.

School;noun: A place consisting of multiple buildings surrounded by fence everywhere made to resemble a prison to overwhelm kids with knowledge that they don't really need to know for the future.

High school;noun: A place consisting of multiple buildings surrounded by fences everywhere made to resemble a prison filled with hormonal teenagers and acne filled faced people confused about life and overwhelmed with tests and quizzes ,just to find out if they're smart enough to make it to college and either drop out or make it big or not make it into college and become low-life tax payers.

Cruel I know but the government made it like this.

I make it into the library and start turning on a computer. I log in to my school account and check my email to find new messages about college scholarships. Most of which consist of essays, which I defintely am not good at. I groan at the screen and keep scrolling. I hear the bell signaling a 10 minute passing period. I log off and make my way to get breakfast. I grab a long donut looking thing wrapped in a plastic bag. It was the only thing that looked decent enough to eat. I made my way to my first period and out of no where I hear my name being yelled behind me.

"Rivyn! Rivyn!" I turn around and smile.

"Hey guys, what's up?"

"Nothing just explain to Jiselle that she needs to attend a college that has a lot of sexy guys and has amazing parties." says my best friend Yvonne.

I look over at Yvonne and laugh. We got really close Junior year that I consider her like a best friend. I mean we're really close but we don't label ourselves as best friends so I don't know what to call our friendship. Either way I'm glad I'm as close to her as I am now. She's a goody two shoes like me but she has a unique mind set, like me. She's an amazing and smart person and a phrase I like to use to describe her is "Its the quiet ones you should look out for".

"I mean she has a point you should go to a college that's fun. It'd be nice to go out to parties and meet a cute guy." I tell Jiselle.

Jiselle is part of my family. Not by blood but by our inseparable bond. Her dad and my dad lived in the same village in Mexico and lived in the same city ever since they migrated to California. That meant that ever since me and Jiselle were babies we would hang out together. So now I consider her like a cousin.

Jiselle just laughs and says "Yvonne you just want to find a party school that hot guys go to so you can lose your virginity to one of them during a party or something".

"So what's the matter with that? Were not getting any younger. I should be able to lose my virginity and have amazing sex with a hot guy during college."

Yea were single and know nothing about having a sex life so this is what it has come to: talking about getting freaky with a guy when deep down we know we'd turn into a soggy tortilla at just seeing a guy without pants.

I nod in agreement with her and keep walking to my first period. AP Stats.

Who here used to have a favorite subject during elementary school that they were so good at but then the subject started getting hard once you went to middle school or high school? The subject got harder and harder so you lost interest in that subject. Yump that's exactly what happened to me with the subject of math. So now I hate math like I never have before.

Dear lord give me strength to overcome the rest of the school day.