This Is The End

This is the Begining

Amelia Spruce was an ordinary English 17 year old girl. She had long black dyed hair and deep hazel eyes. She loved music, she could play guitar pretty well and sometimes did gigs at sports bars.
It was coming to the end of a cold November Thursday lunch, and she walked to her locker to pick up her books. As she approached she saw a group of girls giggling like the manufactured barbies they were.
She walked up to them and politely said "excuse me", they didn't listen. She said, "excuse me please" one girl looked at her ripped skinny jeans, rolled her eyes and muttered "faggot" then lead the others off. She opened her locker, grabbed her books and walked to her maths classroom.
She was sat watching the clock when she remembered that after school she was going to get her first tattoo. She sat smiling to herself doodling in the corner of her book.
25 minutes later the bell rang, signalling the end of the school day. Amelia grabbed her bag and ran out the classroom when they were dismissed.
Clutching the shoulder strap of her back pack she walked out the gates to her house.
Amelia's house wasn't what you would call a large house, since it was only her, her mother Clarissa and her sister Charlotte that lived there. Her mother was a teacher at the local elementary school which her sister attended.
She ran upstairs into her room and changed into her black crop top and put on her vintage camo jacket.
She sat at her desk and began to sketch. She drew a rose in the palm of a hand and made the stalk wrap around the hands wrist. She then took another piece is paper and sketched the lyrics "I am not afraid to keep on living" in a curly font.
She shaded in the writing and she heard the door click, feet walk upstairs and her you ready to go?" Asked her mother "you bet I am" Amelia responded. Her sister was sat in the car waiting. She clutched her sketches and they set off.

(This is my first fanfiction so I'm sorry if it's bad, let me know your feedback on this chapter :))