I still hate you

one

It's been three years since I've moved. Three years since I saw my friends, and three years since I've been back to Australia. I texted my old friends and asked them to meet me at the park we used play at as kids. They all said they would meet me here I can't wait to see them to be honest. We didn't really keep contact after I moved. I look around the park and see they're not here yet so I'll just wait.

Three hours. Three fucking hours I've been waiting for their sorry asses. I've texted them asking where they are but they never answered. I guess I'll just see them at school ask them what the fuck happened. I walk home with my hands in my pockets. I really did miss Australia. When my mom said we were moving back I was so happy. I hated Colorado. I know weed is legal there and that was lit but I didn't like it there. I then realize I'm at my house and sigh not really wanting to talk with my mom. Once I open the door my mother rushes to me.

"Hey how did meeting your friends go?" She asks this big old smile on her face. Her eyes filled with hope and I just look away.

"They didn't show." I simply say and shrug and head up the stairs.

"Oh I'm sorry are you okay?"

"Fine mom." I say and close the door to my room.

It hurt a bit when they didn't show I thought I was finally gonna have friends again. I didn't make any close friends back in Colorado. I didn't make any actually. People feared me and nicknamed me Chaos. But I refuse to do that here too. I then think about my old friends I thought they would be curious to see how I turned out. I'm curious to see how they turned out but it's whatever. I'm just glad tomorrow's Friday and this school has causal Friday at least once a month. I fall face first on my bed and try to sleep.

I wake up to my radio and stretch and cuddle into my pillow more. I then smell something burning and realize my mom is trying to make breakfast. I get up and slip on ripped boyfriend jeans and a black long sleeve crop top with a turtle neck. I slip on my black vans and brush the hair out of my face. This has always been one of my favorite outfits. I grab my back pack and walk out before my mom can stop me. I'm not in the mood for her to give me a pep talk and burnt toast.

I get in my car and drive to school I dread going to school. I know I'm gonna do something stupid it's just who I am. I get out of my car and walk into school. It's big and I don't know where to go. I then see someone who looks familiar to me. I just can't remember who it is and then it clicks.

"Natalie?" The girl turns around and it is her she sure did change. I run to her and see she's with Ava and Alex.

"Hey guys it's been a while how come you didn't come yesterday."

"Glad to see your still as dense as ever." Ava says and I knit my eyebrows together.

"We're not your friends anymore Phoenix." Alex says and my eyes widen a bit.

"Are you guys being serious. All those years of friendship meant nothing to you guys."

"Look after you left we realized we were only your friends because we pitted you. I mean come on you were the only one in the class without friends. When we were your friends all you did was get us in trouble and make people dislike us. So we're not gonna make the same mistake again. Have fun being a lonely ass bitch." Natalie says and I stare at them in disbelief. We were all so close back in middle school.

"Get the fuck out of here Phoenix we want nothing to do with you. So stay the hell away from us you fucking slut." Alex says and I become filled with rage.

I don't know how to handle this so I do the only thing I know how to do. I round house kick Ava in the face which also hits Natalie in the face. I look at Alex she was my best friend before them. She looks at me with fear and I side kick her and she hits the lockers. I then round house kick her in the face too. Because why not it's what I'm good at. My signature move. I then look at them on the floor in pain.

"Remember this the next time you try to fuck with me, and you better not say a word that this was me." I say I then look and see the group of people staring at me with either fear or hate. I spit in the direction of my old friends and walk out of school.

I get in my car and drive to the only place that would calm me down. The art museum. I walk inside and stare at the beautiful paintings and sculptures. I look around and stop because I didn't realize it's this hot here. I tie my hair in a ponytail and pull it tight.

"Phoenix?" I don't even need to turn around I would recognize that voice anywhere even if it went through puberty.

"I was hoping to avoid you Calum." I say and he stands next to me.

"I was hoping the rumors about you coming back weren't true."

"I was hoping you died." I say in a monotone voice not interested in this conversation.

"So you kicked your best friends asses."

"Turns out there just a bunch of bitches. A bundle of bitches." I chuckle at my little joke and he does too.

"How did you even know about that?"

"Please there's only one person who has a round house kick that can cause that much damage. And that person is you." I think that was a compliment in some way. I just hope they don't connect that to me.

"Don't worry you scared the shit out them they won't say anything, and no one knows who you are yet so your fine." He says and I nod I then look at him and glare.

"Oh and Calum?" He looks at me and notices my glare and smirks.

"I still hate you."