☼︎𝒯𝒽ℯ ℒ𝒾𝓰𝒽𝓉 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒮𝒶𝓋ℯ𝒹 ℳℯ☼︎

•School Life•

I woke up the next day , not remembering what had happened the day before. Until it hit me like a truck. I didn't want Ed and Em to know about those scars, or any of my scars. I must've fallen asleep when I collapsed on my bed.

I got up groggily and went to the clothes rack to choose out my outfit for the day. I had no clue what time it was but it was probably early. When Ed and Em are done getting dressed, they make a ridiculous amount of noise near the stairs. And my mum comes into my room at about 7:00 to tell me what I did wrong or remind me of the expectations she has for me to 'motivate me so I do my best'.

I chose out my dark black, baggy trousers with a big skull on one side and garters that connected to a studded belt. I put some chains on my belt and chose out my black corset top , putting an oversized black hoodie over it that had a zip. I wore my goth Mary-Janes and put on some accessories like a chain necklace, some studded bracelets and spiked ear cuffs.

My hair was a really dark purple, I had dyed it about a week ago which is why I had so many cuts on my arms and stomach - from my mum. I remember it was so bad I couldn't walk and no matter which way I faced, a scorching pain would go through my side! It was torture! I went to the bathroom to continue to get ready but just before I reached the door, Ed and Em came over to me.

"Amity, can we talk now?" Ed asked desperately. I knew he only had my best interests in mind but I didn't want to talk to them about this! Nobody could help me ! Why bother trying. I just pushed past them saying,
"I need to go." In a cold tone. They looked disappointed and worried . I felt bad but I don't went to talk with the about it as I have said. I'm just hoping they will give up. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth, styled my hair to look like a mullet (but still really cute) . I did a simple makeup look, just some dark purple eyeshadow and winged liner complimented with a nice , crisp black lip. I added a little coffin-cross stencil and put some eyeshadow over it to make it look smoky. I looked in the mirror contamplating whether I should seey stomach to asses the damages . I decided it would be better so I knew why they were so shocked.

I was horrified. black, blue and red covered my whole stomach, minus the occasional yellowish-brown colour from old, healing brusies.i could see why they were so mortified, it kinda scared me. I decided to go back to my room and pretend I didn't see anything, but not before taking a photo of my outfit.

𝑇𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑝 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 :)

I arrived at the grand school gates , trying to rush in so that I could avoid my siblings.

"Ams!" Boscha called. I absolutely HATED that nickname she gave me. She knew I hated it but still called me it. It sounds so childish 'Ams'.  I have known Boscha since we were three but it doesn't necessarily mean I like her. Just like most of my 'friends' she's a bully and completely fake.
"What?" I asked, bored.
"Okay so there's this party and some people from other schools will be there, it's next week, can you come?" Ideally didn't like parties I hated any kind of social interaction!
" Boscha, you know how I feel about parties..." I trailed off.

"Okay..." She sounded sly,
"Well I guess your mum will find out about you hooking up with that girl, what's her name? Brittany? Last summer." She was so annoying. It was only one time and we were drunk! No real feelings were involved!

She's just as fake as all of my other friends so it's not like she will feel bad , I haveo mlthad one real friend in my life. Her new was Willow and she was so nice to me,  but my parents didn't let me be friends with her, she probably hates me now.
"What time is it.?" I asked through grinded teeth. I would kill her if I could.
"Friday, next week , starts at 8. You better show up Blight. You know I'm not joking when I say your mum will find out." She threatened in a low voice , them flipped her hair and walked away. I swear she thinks she's Regina George.

Classes went by like a blue for me, I just answered all of the questions. I knew the stuff already. My mother always makes sure I'm miles ahead academically. I was studying college level maths by the time I was 12 !

It was currently sociology , my first-class of the day today. The teacher cleared his throat before speaking.
"Class. We have a new student." Whispers went along the class, girls hoping it will be a hot guy and guys hoping it will be a hot girl. (Except all the raging gays/lesbian like me >;D  )

In walked the most beautiful Latina girl I had ever seen. She was really tall, about six foot, and quite obviously had muscles. She presented quite masculine. Some of the  girls started laughing in a flirty way.

She wore a baggy striped black &white t-shirt with a thin, extra large green hoodie that was unzipped. She had a dark red beanie covering most of her untamed dark brown hair and a pair of black skinny , ripped jeans. They weren't fashionable ripped jeans , like the ones that came ripped. It was obvious she had ripped them herself through wear and tear. She had bandages scattered all over her but it just made her look hotter.

I had to cover my face with a book because it was as red and a tomato. I wouldn't be surprised if steam started coming from my face.

"This is Luz Noceda everyone. Luz , tell us something about yourself."

"Hi, I'm Luz." She had a deep, seductive tone , or maybe that was just me imagining it...
"And don't wanna be here right now." She said with no remorse. She was savage and defiantly a 'bad girl' type. She didn't even wait for the teacher to respond and sat in the only available seat..the one RIGHT NEXT TO ME!!!

I couldn't have a crush! My mum would kill me!

I have decided a plan.