Losers// m.c.

0.2

"Hurry up Michael!" Emily yelled pounding her fist on the door.

"Fuck off Emily!" I screamed back as I fixed my bed head that I still had.

"Michael, I'm going to be late! Hurry up!" She kept banging on the door.

"Emily banging on the door won't make me go any fucking faster!" I yelled hitting the door back.

"Dad!" She yelled.

I rolled my eyes. He's not our real dad. I wanted to say but restrained myself.

"What is it Emily!" I heard Jake yell back.

"Michael, is taking too long!"

"Emily! There's such thing as another bathroom in this house! The one I'm using isn't the only one!" I screamed throwing my comb at the mirror.

"Mom is using it!" She yelled stomping her foot on the hard wood floor.

"Michael let your sister use the fucking bathroom!" Jake yelled.

I rolled my eyes and opened the door. "I'm not fucking done! If you want me to get ready let me use the fucking bathroom!" I then slammed the door and locked it.

Emily turned the handle. "Michael you're such a fucking asshole!"

"Oh well!" I yelled. "That's what I'm good at I guess being an asshole!"
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After I finished messing with my hair, I unlocked the door and saw Emily slumped against the wall.

"Finally." She said pushing past me. "You don't need to take that fucking long." She then slammed the door.

"Michael!" Jake yelled from downstairs.

I sighed rolling my eyes. "What the hell do you want!" I yelled walking into my room.

"Get down here! I need to talk to you!" He yelled.

"Give me a fucking minute!" I yelled opening the drawer and grabbing some clothes.

I looked out my window and saw a girl sitting at the edge of her window.

I walked over to it and opened the window. She looked over to me. I raised my hand up signaling I wanted her to open the window.

"What?" She said to me.

"I just want to talk to someone who won't yell at me." I said sitting on my window sill. "Do you go to my school?"

She nodded. "I just moved here." She said looking down. "I'm Violet."

"Michael." I said. "I think you're in my English class." I looked down already knowing the answer.

"I think I am." She said smiling.

"Violet!" I heard someone yell to her from inside her house.

"Coming mom!" She called back. She looked back to me. "I'll see in school Michael." She then closed her window and walked away.

I did the same and then walked downstairs to the kitchen where Jake and my mom were standing with their arms crossed.
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"Michael!" My mom yelled. "Don't you turn away from me!"

I looked at her. "I'm just trying to get ready but I can't 'cause Emily is being a little bitch!"

"Don't say that about your sister!" Jake said raising his voice.

"Shut up Jake." I scoffed. "You can't tell me what to do! You're not my real dad anyways!" I slammed my hand on the hard granite counter top in our kitchen. As my hand made contact with the counter I heard a crack. I screamed in pain.

"Michael," my mom said a concerned tone in her voice.

"Fuck!" I yelled falling to my knees holding my hand in pain.

"Jake, drive Emily to school. I'm going to bring Michael to the hospital." My mom said helping me to my feet and bringing me to the car.
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It's just what I thought fractured hand. The doctor told me that I had to keep the cast on for a few weeks.

"That was a stupid move." My mom said as we got into the car.

"Oh well." I said looking out the window. I watched as the raindrops dripped down the window. "Let me guess I still have to go to school?"

"Yup," she said. "If you're in any pain go to the nurse and she can take care of it."

"I don't see how it's really my fault." I said. "I got mad and slammed my hand. I didn't think it would turn out like this."

"Michael you never think!" My mom yelled. "You're such an idiot sometimes Michael!"

"Glad to know you love me mom." I said with a hurt tone in my voice.

"Get out." She said as she pulled up to the school.

I sighed and got out just in time to hear the bell ring.
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"Hey!" I heard Calum call as he ran up to me. "Where were you?"

I lifted my hand. "This happened."

"How the fuck did you do that?" Calum asked taking my books.

"Slammed my hand on the counter in the kitchen." I said letting out a laugh.

"Sounds like something you'd do." Calum said laughing. "I remember when Mali broke my arm. Ah, good times."

I shook my head. "I don't know about you, Hood."
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"Alright class!" Our teacher announced. "I'll be pairing you up with someone."

The class groaned. "Be quiet."

She looked back at me then over at Calum. "Mr. Clifford and Mr. Hood you two will never again be paired up in my class." Calum looked over to me. "After that last disaster you brought into my class."

I laughed. "That was a great project." I said.

She shook her head. "Mr. Clifford you will be paired with Miss. Peters."

I smiled. I was paired with her.

Note: Michael I can't believe your broke your hand on the counter. But hey he's finally talking to Violet.

Anyways, last night I hope you like the two updates (Scars and Runaways) that fucked up your emotions. Well I cried while writing Scars and kinda smiled while writing Runaways...

I'm really enjoying writing this story. I think this will turn out really good.

Well, hope you enjoyed!

All the love- H