Schools officially out. Thank The Lord. Many kids and teens hate school and I don't blame them. It's like hell on earth and for those who are bullied...well, it's never easy. The horrible nicknames,the rumors that are never true and the loneliness. All of this I'm all too familiar with because I'm bullied. 24/7 and there is no escaping it. I have no friends. Well...one. My older sister Mal who I haven't seen in five years. Mal is the only individual who understands me and everything I'm going through. I miss her so much.
I get home and instantly collapse on the couch,close my eyes and inhale deeply. I start to think about Mal again and how great it would be to see her. I mean, I always talk to her but it would be even better to see her in person. To actually see her face-to-face, to hug her,to spend time with her. My only sibling and I haven't seen her in a few years. It seems like only yesterday both of us were eating ice cream on the end of our street playing slug bug, but now everything's different. Mal's all grown up, and I'm still technically just a kid.
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By 6:30 my mom arrived home with carry out food which she has been bringing home a lot lately. Not to complain or anything but it would be nice if mom actually made food every now and again like in the past.
"I have hot n' ready pizza with crazy bread and I didn't forget your iced tea." My mom chirped as she set everything down on the dining room table. I took my seat and placed my hands in my lap,not really bothering to help myself to any pizza. I glanced up at my mom who was grabbing some plates out of the cubbard and also some cups. Once she saw me glancing at her she sighed,put down everything and did the one thing that annoys the living hell out of me....she looked at me sternly.
"Lemme guess. You're not hungry or are we going to complain about school again?" I rolled my eyes in response and went for a slice but mom stopped me and took my hand.
"Kit the reason why they tease you is because they're jealous of you." My mom cooed. I sighed and looked at her.
"No mom,that's not the reason. It's not just girls. Guys do it to me too."
"Guys do that to you because they like you sweetie." Wrong response mom. I leaned back in my chair. She didn't understand. She could never understand what it's like because growing up, my mom was Ms. Popular with a capital "P" and I'm on the damn loser squad with me as captain and no companions, but I knew she was just trying to make me feel better, but it was always the same response Every-time we had a descussion like this and I was sick and tired of the same old thing.
"I know you're only trying to help mom and I thank you for that, just I really don't want to get into this discussion right now." And with that I grabbed a slice of pizza and walked off to my room. I needed to be alone for the rest of the evening. As I sat on my bed nibbling on my slice of pepperoni pizza. I heard my phone vibrate. I took hold and saw that Mal had messaged me. I unlocked my IPhone 6+ and hit The messaging app and clicked on Mal.
Mal😘😊❤️
Hey sis. I have a question, can you quickly call me I promise it won't take long.
I responded.
Yeah Mal,one second.
I hit Mal's name and her contact card appeared on my screen. Once I found her number I tapped it and held the phone to my ear waiting to hear my sisters voice. Sure enough, she answered.
"Hey kit." She sounded really happy.
"Hey Mal. What's up?"
"Hey I was wondering if maybe you would like to come live with me in Vermont?" Mal asked. I felt my heart nearly beat out of my chest. Without any hesitation I bent down to underneath my bed and pulled out my suitcase.
"Uh hell yes!" I answered back. Mal chucked.
"I knew that would be your answer. Ok I'll talk....ok refrase convince mom to let you live with me. I have a feeling you'd like it here. People here are judgment free and really understanding." Sounds like paradise I thought to myself.
"Yeah ok. Text or call me once the whole plan had been situated." I stated.
"Okey dokey kit. I love you. Call tomorrow." Mal said.
"I will love you too. Bye."
"Bye." I ended the call and plugged in my phone. I could only pray that mom will let me live with Mal.

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Roman d'amourFor most of her life,Kit was bullied just for being different,for being herself. No one seemed to understand her,not even her mother and her older sister, Mal was away at college all the way over on the other side of the country. One day kit recieve...