People don't know who I am. I don't have a problem with this either. I'm not really the "perky" type, I'm more of an "observer." That right there, that's me. My name is Braelynn. Yeah, I know I have a weird name. My mom wanted something different. But I think she was just hoping for a different type of name, not a different type of daughter.
Well, I guess I should tell you about me so you kinda know who I am and all that good stuff. Huh?
Okay well my name is Braelynn. Braelynn Hadlee, I'm 15 years old and I live in Nashville, Tennessee. My parents names are Olivia and Jace.
My dad has his own music studio here so he's pretty popular. My mom is a Pediatrician and works all the time. So I don't really see them.
I have 3 brothers. One older brother who's 17, his name is Graysen. Keyon is 13 and going through his perverted, horny, I just wanna have sex stage, and then my favorite, Brysen. He's 3, and just by the age, you can tell that he's already the cutest one.
I'm the only girl and honestly, I could care less. Because of my parents jobs, and the ages between my brothers and me, nobody pays attention to me. Which I'm okay with. Nothing exciting ever happens in my life for them to give me the time of day anyways.
I'm not popular at school, I literally have no friends at all, but school isn't like home. Everybody pays attention to me there, and by everybody, I mean the jocks and the mean girls. They always made fun of me for wearing baggy sweaters and leggings, or oversized t-shirts that I steal from Graysen and wear with worn out denim jeans, since I hate shopping. I go to school with Graysen, but he doesn't like people to know I'm his sister cause he's one of the "jocks." Varsity team since his freshman year in football, soccer, basketball, baseball, and lacrosse. And them knowing I'm his sister will ruin his reputation.
Today I took Gray's black and white "Dope" t-shirt and wore it to school, his friends thought that he had sex with me and "accidentally" left his shirt at my house. So all the jocks and the mean girls cornered me up against my locker constantly bashing me. A bunch of girls even yelled at me
"Are you trying to ruin Graysen's life?! He doesn't even love you! You're just a fat, ugly, no-good-for-nothing, whore. He just had sex with you because you're easy."
When they said that to me, I tried so hard not to cry. He's a junior, and I'm only a freshman. He stayed back where the group had been hanging out before the crowded me, just watching his friends bash me with hurtful words.
I had looked over at him with a desperate look for help, but he just turned and walked away. For some reason though, him turning and walking away during my desperate time for help, hurt me more, then the words that were being spat at my face from a ton of people that I didn't even know or care about.
I didn't reply back to them at all though, I just pushed my way through the crowd that they had made, and ran into the direction to the bathroom. When I finally made it there though, I didn't see any point to hiding out where I'd get caught for not being in class and have to make up a stupid lie about why I was on the stall floor crying. So I ran toward the lake. I ran, and I ran, and I ran. My lungs began to hurt, my throat was burning, and I felt like I was going to throw up. It didn't help that it was cold, overcast, windy, and getting ready to rain. But I couldn't stop, I had to keep going.
I finally got to the forest entrance where the lake is located. I found this place when Graysen and I were 7 and 9. We had went to go play and saw the forest. So we decided to go inside and investigate. It was so green inside, and you couldn't even see the sky because the trees were so tall and thick with their leaves and branches overlapping each other. We then decided that whenever something was wrong and we needed to be alone that this would be our hideaway place. So we made a fort and everything that is still up today.
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Hide Away
Teen FictionSome people run away to get away from the past. Some people lock their selves away. Others find a place, and never come back.