AUTHORS NOTE: This is actually my first story I've ever written on wattpad. I really love wattpad and I read ALOT of stories on here, so I'm pretty sure that I know the basics. I have a HUGE crush on Shannon, so that's why I decided on a Shannon Taylor fanfic as my first story on here. Anyways, Thanks for reading! Also make sure u vote, follow, and comment! Enjoy!:)
ONE MORE THING:
songs to listen to while reading this:
"Be My Escape", by Relient K
"Ride", by 21 pilots
"My Own Worst Enemy", by Lit
and "Like The Sky" by Stevie
THATS IT! ENJOY KITTIES!>>>>>>>
My dad came In my room and started shaking me. "Harley, wake up! It's the last day of school!" he said as he opened my blinds. Today is the last day of School. I go to St. Rose High School, and I'm a junior-well, basically a senior, because Junior year is over. I go to a catholic school because my parents think it gives a better education than public, but the only real difference is that we have to wear shitty uniforms, and we have one more subject, Religion. The weird thing is that everyone fails it except for the two smartasses in the class. So, basically your just wasting your money.
My eyelids fluttered open as the light immediately made me regret my actions. I shielded my eyes with my hands as i made my way to the bathroom, hitting the light switch and turning the water on to the hottest setting-I do that for two reasons. 1, because it wakes you up, and 2, I like to practice burning in hell. Anyways, I went back into my room to get my speaker, then started playing some music. I don't know why I put music on when I shower, but it's just relaxing. I pressed shuffle and Ride by 21 pilots came on. I hopped in the shower and shampooed and conditioned my hair, all while lip syncing to my music. I finished up with some body wash and hopped out, turning the water off.
Since today was the last day, we were allowed to dress down-(wear our own clothes for the day). I really wasn't trying to impress anyone, since I only had two friends anyway. I went into my closet to grab a plain black v-neck t-shirt, and a purple, blue, and black flannel, and a pair of denim shorts. Yes, I understand that it's over 100 degrees here in Florida, but it's my style, and I'm comfortable in it-also, if I start sweating like a pig (ew), I can take the flannel off and tie it around my waist. I put my clothes on, then grabbed my hair brush and the blow dryer. I blow dried my hair - that is in fact natural, because my school doesn't allow us to dye our hair. I did simple makeup, consisting of foundation, very thin winged eyeliner, and mascara. That's basically all I know how to do, yet it still looks like shit.
I walked downstairs then went straight into the kitchen and made breakfast, ate, then put on my black converse. I grabbed my purple backpack, then went to the bus stop. YES, I know what you're thinking. "Bus?! hahaha!" my parents won't buy me a car, so I have to take the bus. I fucking hate my parents dude. The bus finally showed up, and i got on it. I sat in the last seat, since of course, I was the oldest kid on here, and put in my headphones.
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Classes weren't that bad today, since we just watched movies all day and the teachers gave us food. I went to my locker to get the rest off my stuff, and hopped on the bus to go home.
I took my key and opened the door, to find my parents fighting again. But this time, it was bad. There was coffee all over the floor, pictures were ripped up and scattered everywhere, there were pots and pans in my parents hands and they were screaming at eachother. This has happened before, when i was 13, but I just locked myself in my room and played music.
They both stopped when I walked in and that's when it hit me. I started thinking about all of the bad things that happen to me, what I hate about myself, and how I wish I had better parents. Tears started pricking at my eyes. "Harley, we can explain!", said my mom. I grabbed my bag and darted up the stairs. "Harley wait!" i heard my dad say, but I didn't listen to him.
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THAT'S IT! What did u guys think? should I continue? questions, comments, concerns? Like i said, I haven't written anything before, so I hope I did okay. thanks for reading! byeeee
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FanfictionHarley Hawthorn is 17 years old. She lives in Florida. She has a parents that hit her alot, have bad language, and often threaten her. Things aren't going very well for her social life either. One day she meets Shannon, and they hit if off. What hap...
