Life ~

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Waking up in the morning wasn't my best talent.

Having a good conversation with my family wasn't either. 

I glanced over to my arguing parents, then to my little brother Josh.  He messily stuffed a whole fork full of eggs into his mouth, chewing very loudly. I rolled my eyes and handed him a napkin. He smiled at me and took the napkin. 

The only reason I am here, at this table, dealing with this bullshit is because Josh. He doesn't like to be alone with my parents anymore because last time he was, he ended up getting hurt. 

I've always wanted to know what It would be like if I had parents who wouldn't fight, and always be respectful to their kids. 

My parents are rich, and I mostly have whatever I want. But I am not proud of it. I don't like getting babied and have everyone think I'm a spoiled brat. 

" I'm taking Josh to school now." I said, standing up along with Josh.

I heard a mumble of 'whatever' coming from my dad.

" Okay, see you later." My mom replied, pretending she wasn't pissed off at the world.

I grabbed Josh's little hand and led him to the car, buckling him and running to the drivers side.

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As half way I got there, he had asked a question.

" When will mommy and daddy stop fighting?" 

I told him, " We will never know."

" Thank you for bringing me." He smiled, getting out of the car.

" Well, I kind of have too." I laughed, messing up his hair. " Have a good day, see you later."

He waved a goodbye, before running into school with his friends.

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3 more minutes until lunch, thank god.

Math was the most boring, all I ever did was look at clock.

I dozed off into my thoughts.

3 Minutes passed and the bell rung, making everyone run out of the door.

I got up slowly, trying to avoid eye contact with the teacher, because I know i'm starting to do horrible in Math.

 I walked faster out the door when I saw at the corner of my he was looking at me.

I tried to rush to my locker but my body slammed into someone else's.

I sighed, looking down at the person who was under me. 

A girl, with the widest eyes stared up at me, " S-sorry." She stuttered.

I shook my head a 'no' with a grin pealed onto my lips, "It's my fault." I got up and picked up her books that had fell onto the floor. 

" Thank you." She said, not looking at me, but taking her books.

" What's your name?" I asked, standing up.

" Why would you want to know? I mean, I'm surprised you're  not complaining that I even looked at you." 

I laughed . " I wouldn't do that."

"Sure." She rolled her eyes.

" I'm Chris." I put my hand out to have her shake it.

She denied, " I know who you are." 

"Oh." I brushed some hair out of my eyes. " Well, I don't know who you are."  

" Good." 

" I'm just trying to be friendly." I smiled.

" No your not, you are just like the rest of them, all stuck up brats." She sighed, starting to walk away.

" When was there any record of me personally doing any harm to anyone or anything?" I put my hand on her shoulder.

She looked at the ground. " I-"

" Exactly." I laughed. " See, I'm not like the others." 

" You still talk to them." 

"So? That doesn't mean anything." I rolled my eyes.

" That means, you're friends with my bullies." 

My eyebrows raised, " You get bullied?" I scanned her body again.

" You are disgusting, never do that again, looks never matter."

" That's funny, because if they were bullying you, that's why they would be." 

She stood quietly, not saying anything else.

" I'll find out your name, don't worry." Waving her a goodbye, I turned around walking outside. 

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BOOM, SORRY IF THIS IS SHORT, :( 

~tiff