My Crimson hair fell past my waist as I read my book, my feet up on the seat of the bus as my ear buds blasted pierce the veil.
"Ew.. It's that's weird emo girl ..." I heard one of the preppy little bitches say in the back of the bus.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed my black bag, throwing my book into it, then swinging it over my shoulder as the bus came to a stop. I stood up, after wiping some dirt off my ripped black jeans, I tugged at the sleeves of my grey hoodie and played with my scene bangs as I quietly made my way off the bus and felt the cold snow hit the bottom of my feet through my grey converse.
I shivered and went up to my door and unlocked it as I went into my kitchen I saw my parents sitting at the table looking upset.
"Um... Hi?" I said taking out an earbud that was blasting loudly, as they sighed and looked down.
"Sorry to upset you at such a hard time.. But we're moving." My mother said as my eyes widened a bit.
"What?" I asked.
"Yeah..."
"Where??" I asked looking at them in anger.
"To South Park Colorado." My dad budded in.
"That cold snowy town?!" I asked as they nodded.
"It's nice there though! Don't worry!" My pathetic mother perked up.
I scoffed with an eye roll.
"Yeah. Right. Nice." I said sarcastically and ran upstairs to my room.
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I stood outside of our, week old house.
The snow was falling and I was bundled up in my black hoodie, with gloves that had the finger part cut off, showing my black nails.
My red jeans were freezing and my feet were cold in my black boots.
I sighed and glared at the houses down my street.
"Well I guess I should make some sort of a friend..." I told myself with a frown looking around.
"Go make some friends. You need to be social. Oh, And you start school tomorrow don't forget!" My mom said at the door with a grin as I nodded and sighed, my grey beanie getting snowed on.
I took out the twenty dollars my dad gave me earlier and walked down the street with a small glare, crossing my arms around my body to keep me warm.
I walked into a store and saw a boy with a green hat and an orange jacket on.
I rolled my eyes as he talked to a boy with a red poof ball hat about science and how he was so good at it.
"Conformist wanna be." I mumbled under my breath to myself as I walked in front of them, interrupting their conversation, pushing between them as I grabbed an energy drink and a candy bar.
"Oops." I mumbled with an eye roll as I walked back up to the counter.
"Hey! What the hell was that about??" The boy in the blue hat asked me with a glare.
"Um.. I wanted food." I stated with an eyebrow raised as I paid for my things by slamming my twenty on the counter and receiving fifteen dollars back and a penny back.
I flicked the boys the penny and rolled my eyes.
"For you troubles." I said, my voice dripping with venom as I walked out of the building and back onto the streets.
'That's a start to new friends.' I thought to myself before coming across a place called village inn.
I tilted my head to the side interested in figuring out what it was. But by the looks of it, it was a diner.
I walked in and checked my cash again.
"Maybe I'll order something.." I said thinking to myself as I looked Around.
It looked nice actually. The food smelled good too.
I walked up to the counter and ordered for a coffee and sat down, noticing a group smoking.
I gave an interested look to the group.
Finally a non conformist group!
No preppy little cheerleaders. Or stupid fuck-boys.
"So what should we do after we're done here?" A boy in the gothic clique with red streaked hair asked, flipping his fringe out of his face.
"Hm. Maybe smoke some more then go and make fun of those stupid conformist posers down at the park." The tall curly haired boy said.
I stared at him with wide eyes, my head feeling a bit light.
He was really attractive.. And he wore eyeliner oh my god.
"Nah. I want to go home and just read my sorrows away." The girl in a black dress spoke up, she was a little heavy setted but she was pretty.
"I'll come with you." Said a little kid??!
"Okay firkle." The girl said.
"Um. What are you looking at girl??" The wall kid said, seeing me stare at them across the table in front of them.
I flinched and looked down at the coffee.
I took a sip, nearly choking and pulled out my phone.
"Yeah that's right poser." He said as I looked up and slammed my hands on the table with a glare.
"Im anything BUT a poser, you dick." I said with a glare as they raised their brows.
"Excuse me? Just sit back in your leather seat you emo wanna bitch." He called back with a dull expression in his eyes but glared at me anyways.
I let out a small growl and glared back into his eyes as the rest of his group looked at me with a glare.
I was a bit helpless at the moment, trying to think of a comeback.
I sighed and rolled my eyes, simply flipping them off and sitting back down.
"Bitch."
"Conformist."
"Emo."
I glared at all their comments to piss me off, and finished down my coffee and stormed out of the place with an eye roll and a sigh.
Well so much for not conformists.
