Operation: Nerd to Emo

.:Eight:.

        "Rematch." Pierce said.
"We just did one, I won." I said.
"Rematch, again." He demanded. I groaned.
"I won, boy. I won." I said. The group laughed at us as we argued over doing another match.
"Please?" He begged. I sighed.
"Okay, one more match." I replied. "One more."
He cheered and we began the game. I hid behind barriers and sneaked around, trying to find his character. Suddenly my screen reddened over it and said I was killed. Pierce cheered and I growled.
"It's not over yet," I smirked. I pressed to continue and started sneaking around more, hiding behind buildings and cars. I then noticed the moving figure of Pierce's character. I held back my grin and sneaked closer. I targeted him with my sniper and shot, hitting and killing him.
"No!" He shouted, defeated.
"There's more rounds, hon." I reassured him, hiding my victory smirk. He pressed to continue and I moved away from that area I shot him at. I hid inside a building as he went around. He made the mistake of entering the building and I shot, killing him again. He growled and pressed again. Last round. I moved my character away to another area and waited. Once again he walked inside the same building as I. He noticed me and I ran away. We both threw grenades at the same time, which they blew us both up. The game ended with me as the winner, him almost close to beating me.
"Ugh," He groaned in defeat. I giggled.
"There was your rematch, mister." I said.
"You guys were really into it," Jade commented. I shrugged and slid the controller away. I laid back, staring at the ceiling. Pierce's bedroom ceiling had glow in the dark stars arranged randomly on it. I've never seen them lit, because I've never been here with it dark.
"What are we doing now?" Andria asked. No one replied and we all sat in silence until Jasper noted he had to bring us back since it was getting late. We all said goodbye to Pierce, him and me giving a 'good game' handshake, then left. Jasper dropped me off at the house before mine, then left with the others. I walked in to see my mother and that man on the couch. I held back my throw up and hurried to my room. I hopped on my bed and laid down.

*** "Amber!" Mother scolded. I apologized and promised not to do it again. I looked over to see my dad and Cece playing tic tack toe. I walked into the kitchen and sat myself on the counter stools. I stared outside at the birds flying by and daydreamed.
"Amber, it's time to get ready." Mother said.
"For what mommy?" I asked.
"Cecelia's birthday party at Chuckie Cheese's. remember?" She replied.
I nodded and got down from the stool. I walked to my room and looked in my closet. I put on some jeans and a blue shirt and my flip flops before walking out of my room.
"Amber, go get dressed in nicer clothes!" Mother ordered. I silently nodded and walked back into my room. I felt sadness bubbling, making me want to cry. I held it back and went back to my closet. I took out my blue dress, putting it on. I then put on my flats and walked out of the room.
"Better, now lets go, you kept us waiting." Mother dragged me along to the car and had me get in while she helped Cece strap in. I struggled to strap in, so she sighed in annoyance at me and done it for me. She then got into the front passenger seat and father started the car.*** I woke up to my alarm clock, tearing me out of that dream. I felt confused. Why was I having a dream about a memory that's in my sister's point of view? I shook my head, forgetting the dream and got up. I went to the bathroom, undressed from my clothes from yesterday I fell asleep in and took a shower.
I got out and put on some white skinny jeans and a teal blouse. I put on my black vans and did my makeup and hair. I grabbed my bad and walked out of my room and out of the house. There was no sight of my mother or that man when I left, so maybe they went to his house. Or even ran away. Maybe.
I got to school and walked inside. i headed to the locker hallway and the noisiness stopped when I walked through to my locker. I heard whispers as I opened my locker. When I did, a envelope fell out. I picked it up and opened it, seeing a picture. I pulled it out to see it was a screenshot of a video page. The video was titled: Amber the Pig. In the picture it had a pig with my face Photoshop'd onto it. On the back of the image was a note.Oink oink, fatty.
-S
p.s. hurry up or more will come I crumbled the photo and ripped it up, slamming it into the trashcan. I grabbed my books out of my locker and slammed the door. Everyone stared at me, whispering to each other and laughing.
"What are you looking at?" I snapped in anger at them.
"Oink oink." Someone said. I huffed and turned, running away to the girl's bathroom. I rushed in. Two girls were checking their makeup when they noticed me. They busted into laughter and started oinking. I quickly turned and ran out. Someone bumped into me, making me drop my books, and started oinking. I ran away, forgetting my books. I ran the twists and turns of the hallway, making it to the hideaway. I tried to turn the knob but it was locked. I huffed in annoyance and pulled out a bobby-pin from my bag. I stuck it in, pick-locking it. it clicked opened and I rushed in, closing the door and locking it. I grabbed the keys hanging up and unlocked the other door and went through it. I then ran down the stairs and down the long dark hallway.
I was thankful for the way out to be straight, since it was dark I couldn't see. I ran into the door, hitting my nose, which wasn't fully healed. I felt blood start trickling out but I didn't care. I blindly unlocked the door and stepped out to see the daylight. I closed the door after me and ran off the school perimeters and to the park.
When I got there, I immediately went for the playhouse hideaway. I stumbled quickly through the playhouse, almost slipping several times, before I got to the hideaway. I sat down in it. The blood from my nose started becoming more quick and it went inside my mouth. I used my jacket sleeve to rub it off, staining the black jacket to a dark blood color. I looked at the carvings Pierce and I etched and pulled out the keys I still had. I dug it in, etching out words.
Oink oink, fatty.
I then started randomly digging the key into the plastic, it was digging into my hand at the same time. I could feel it puncturing my skin, making it start bleeding. I dropped the keys and stared at my hand.
Oink oink, fatty.
My stomach churned, empty but filled with acid and wanting to erupt. I held it down and focused on the carvings. Why would she...She said she wouldn't torture me if I did this...she lied...
But then again...she has to act the part of the torturer to emos and since I'm the actor of an emo, she has to torture me too.
I bit my lip on frustration as my phone went off.Pierce
Where r u?

I ignored it and wiped my nose again. I knew it'd have to be checked up again...but maybe I could just ignore it and let it heal itself without doctors. My phone went off again.Pierce
Amber, text back. R u ok?

I sighed and texted back: I'm ok, I just want 2 b alone.
Hopefully he leaves me alone...I just wish they all would...so I wouldn't have to hurt them...I wish I would just not exist...A/N THIS CHAPTER WASN"T IN THE ORIGINAL SO ENJOY IT AND COMMENT IF YOU LIKE IT :D
I only will be able to update like two more chapters tonight because it's 12:56 and my dad goes to work at 2:30 and I go sleep in his room (we are temporarily living at my aunt's, his sisters, and I sleep in the living room on a loveseat pullout, uncomfy so when he leaves I go in there).