P S Y C H E

Chapter Four

Mia

I woke up at four-thirty in the morning, slipped out of bed and got dressed, fixing my bun, slipping into black, bootcut jeans, and a black cami top that belonged to my mother when she was in high school. It was nice wearing something of hers, it helped me feel closer to her, even though she was gone. I swallowed down the lump in my throat at the thought of my mother, exited the room and headed to the kitchen to start on the kids' breakfast. By making them breakfast I mean setting up bowls and pouring their cereal, waiting to pour in the milk so they can do it themselves. I would've done something nicer like make pancakes or something like that, but we couldn't afford it, we were lucky to have this off brand cereal. I ate my food, listening to Peter's snores as he lay on the livingroom floor in his own puke. I made a mental note to lock my bathroom door, I was not cleaning up his puke, no thank you.
I hear the creak of the bedroom door as Leah comes out, rubbing her eyes and yawning. I placed a quick kiss to the top of her head once she reached me before lifting her up and walking her over to the table. I gently handed her the milk, helping her steady the gallon as she poured it so she didn't spill it all over herself. She remains quiet and my concern rises, she is usually so bubbly in the morning, but I can tell she didn't get much sleep. My headphone trick didn't seem to work after all. I sigh and gently rub the poor girl's back and place a kiss on her cheek, she deserved so much better than this.
I sat at the table with her as she ate, refusing to leave her alone in the same room as Peter. Once she's finished I help her down from the table and guide her back to our room to help her get dressed, choosing to ignore the leftover weed and other white substance on the old wooden table my aunt got as a housewarming gift. I let Leah pick out her outfit, even if it was a little concerning, but I didn't say anything. She could dress however she wants, as long as she's happy, I don't give a single fuck.
As Leah finished getting changes I left our room to go wake up Sam, Percv, and Liam. They groaned in protest as I banged on their door, but I didn't care, we all had school today. Maybe if they were lucky Sam and Percv could talk their way out of going to school again. Leah could even sometimes get away with it if she played the sick card, then her dad would let her sit and play games all day long. But for Liam and I, school was mandatory. We could be screaming, crying and throwing up but we're still expected to get up each morning and go to school.So, that's what was left for me and Liam. Then, being forced to clean after our siblings when we got home like we were their maid and butler.
After making sure everyone ate and got to school on time I dropped Leah off at school. I hugged her goodbye then watched as she met up with her friends and headed off into the school. It was a bittersweet feeling watching her leave. I knew she would be safe at school but she was also growing up so fast and I wished she would stay young and innocent forever.
Once I saw her enter the building I sadly had to head off to my own school. I hated high school. Maybe it's because I was alone or just the fact that I hated people. I wish I had a reason to be so negative towards these poor, innocent, teenagers who haven't done anything to me. However, I also knew better. I knew no one could be trusted in a cruel world like this. I put in my headphones and just listened to music. Entering the building I like to label as hell, I went straight to my locker to grab my things for History class. I then began to walk to class, watching  the crowd of people in the hallway, split like the red sea. The Scythes made their way down this hallway. My eyes lock on Jaden who is once again kissing Ana, but his eyes are on me. Luckily Ana was too engrossed in the kiss to notice that he wasn't enjoying himself.
Tony and Miles walked at his sides, looking like Jaden's own personal bodyguards. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight, causing their attention to drift to me. Embarrassed I drop my head and keep walking, really wishing I had a filter at times like this, control never really was my strong suit.
After pushing my way through the crowded halls I finally made it to my class and took a seat. I take a quick glance at my notes before class starts even though they do nothing to help me.. Warm-up problems have always sucked. Ever since Elementary. Like what the fuck was the point to these if we just learned them? I get if it's to get your mind going but a lot of things could get the human mind running. Right? So, why must you make us suffer with something I won't be using ten years from now? I just finished and pray to the heavens that it was right and I'm not a total failure. I felt like that every time I got a problem wrong, it had to be right. Otherwise, I'm in trouble. Not only with my aunt, but with myself.
I'm an overachiever. I always have been but it's been worse living with my aunt. Sure, A's came easy but I knew better than to come home with anything lower than an eighty-five percent. I knew that. A high B was the lowest I could go for my brain to work and make me feel like I was going to be okay.
I continued to do my work, listen to the teacher, and repeat until I heard that friendly ring which meant I was one class down, five more to go. I  gather my things and throw them into my backpack before making my way out into the hallway. When I arrived at my locker, I eventually turned to walk the other way because Jaeden was making out with Ana on top of my locker. I seriously need to sanitize that now. I am forever traumatized. I had three more minutes. Fuck.
I hurried over to my locker. "Move."
Ana glared at me like the she-devil she is, "Who the hell do you think you are?"
I rolled my eyes. "Look bitch, you're on my locker and I need to get to class."
Only caring about themselves, they go right back to it. Not having the time or energy for this bull shit I shove them aside, swinging my locker open, "accidently" hitting her in her caked on face. I quickly grab my things and close my locker, leaving before she could say anything. Someone needed to put that bitch in her place, and if it had to be me, so be it. Jaden was trying and failing to hold in his laughter as Ana cried, begging for a nose job before walking her down to the nurse..
I rolled my eyes. Fuck. Highschool.