Teenage Tragedy- The Nick Game

Let Me Introduce Myself- Nicky Hanson

Nicholas Rose Hanson is my full name. You can guess how many times I didn't want to tell anyone my middle name. What exactly was my mum thinking, considering she named everyone but my siblings Niall and Joseph. Although I prefer to go by Nicky. Some kids found out my middle name and started teasing me by calling me Nicky Rose. I know, I know, girly isn't it? But ever since that day it just kind of stuck, so I guess I'm just stuck with it.

Anyways, all my life I've kind of been ahead of people when it comes to grades, but I never wanted to skip a grade and miss out on the fun. I do tons and tons of extra credit and assignments that even the teacher isn't knowledgeable in. You may think I brag about this in my high-school but I actually don't tell anyone. In my school you're either a nerd if you get good grades, or you're a prude. So um I'd rather be neither, no thank you.

I'm a 15 year old sophomore at St. Declan's High School in United States. My real dad was never around when I grew up, but my step-dad was always there for me, until he passed away a few years ago when I was 12. Being 12 in middle school had already sucked but the guy I called my father dying had made it even worse.

Now at age 15 my real dad is trying to come back into my life, trying to play "daddy" and shit like that. He thinks he can just come back, say sorry, and be welcomed with open arms? I don't think so. I can't believe my mum is even allowing him back in the house after his sorry ass knocked her up a bunch of times and leave her. Hating my mum is something I'd never do, but jeez, I don't even know why she had so many babies with such a low life.

So, here's a little information on my family. My stepfather was named Joel Hanson, the last name that I chose to have, and he passed away at 52. He started to date my mother a year after my little brother Gage was born (around 2005 So he was basically the man that raised us). It was then that my mother had a wake up call and realized that having babies won't land you the man of your dreams.

Well that was harsh, moving on.... My mothers' name is Gina London but she goes by Gina Hanson. She's says she's 38 but she's been turning that age for 9 years so I don't buy into that crap. My biological fathers' name is Eric West, and I will never ever ever use his last name. I'm so pissed off at my stupid mother for even thinking of dropping her current last name and adding West. It makes me want to punch a wall that she just forgets about Dad so fast; and goes back to this dead beat after only a few years.

Unfortunately, I've got 2 older brothers, an older sister, and a younger brother. Niall is 22 years, and instead of living in a dorm for college (that his parents already paid for) he decides at the very last minute to just stay at home for free meals and rent. A smart mouthed lazy ass is what he is and he doesn't even have a job! He just uses up my mum's money on useless junk that he doesn't even need.

He needs to spend less time at Hot Topic and more about time searching for the topic called a JOB! He's such a know it all, thinking he knows what's best for me and shit. It's like bitch I know what's best for YOU. Which is to get the hell out of the house so I can finally have your room. Which is the bigger and better room with a nice view and even a mini fridge, plus he doesn't even appreciate it. His room is trashed with beer cans and pizza boxes.

Valley, and yes her name is fucking Valley I don't know what is wrong with my mum for naming her that. Valley is my 19 year old sister, and fortunately she has her own place already. My sister actually has a really nice office job that I don't even know how she landed. She's putting off school till she can afford it more.

She lives with her boyfriend Mitchell (who I hate by the way). Mitchell is a total douche bag, the type that posts shirtless pics on Instagram with #DoYouEvenLiftBro and an ugly ass filter. Don't even get me started furrowed caterpillar eyebrows, and pouty face. He literally used this as some type of inspirational quote: "work hard, play hard, and you maybe you can get as fit as me."

She's actually the only sibling I can put up with. Her only flaw is that she's SUPER giggly and always showing up at my school out of no where and pinching my cheeks and embarrassing me in front of the bros and just ugh. She needs to realize I am 15 now, and I can even reproduce if I wanted to. Not like I'm trying to be a teen dad or anything but I'm not 5 anymore like she still thinks I am.

Joseph Hanson is my next brother, he's 17 and a Junior at my high school. Since we're closer in age you would think we'd get along just a little bit, but nope. Not at all. He's loud, rambunctious, stupid, annoying, did I mention stupid? He's the type that pulls pranks on you every morning, spreads rumors about you, making people them laugh every time they see you. He's such a nuisance I swear. I will dance like the people from the Maury show do when they find out they're not the father, once he finally packs his bags and leaves the house.

My last sibling is a little brother. I know what you're thinking: the worst kind of brothers. Besides me of course, I think I'm tolerable, just kind of moody I guess. His name is Gage, like what the hell I am so done with these names, who names their kid after some shit that goes in your ear? You may as well name him "Earring" or "Rhinestone."

He's 11 and it's his first year in middle school. Oh joy. The worst absolute age for a little brother to be. They think they know every fucking thing about life. Well guess what little boy? Shut up you know NOTHING!! They think they know suffering and pain. They barely even have work, and they can just play video games all day and do spelling tests and shit.

Can someone please tell me why he gets an iPhone 6 plus at 11 and I don't even have a phone yet?! It's fucking outrageous! He's so entitled to everything he wants and is a total brat. He always squeals in my damn ear. It's like yes you little shit I hear you already! Especially when I ignore him.

Here's an example of his empty-headed babbling:

"Nicky!!!! NICKYYYYYY!!!!! Why aren't you talking to meee. Ugh oh my gosh we had to do a project today and we had to read a bunch of stuff in a text book, I miss my old teachers these ones are so boring, and the older kids are SO mean-

- one time they called me a baby. Like what the heck I am so NOT! I started crying a little but whatever they don't even know me. Nooo guess what happen now? My phone just died and I have to charge it all over again ugh. But you wouldn't even know what it's like. You don't even have a phone. Probably cuz you suck! I bet you could never get a girl like I already have a girl. Okay well I HAD one, we broke up yesterday but who cares I'll just get another tomorrow."

LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH KIDS THESE DAYS THEY MAKE ME WANNA SLIT MY THROAT! Okay, a bit emo there but honestly. I just don't even know anymore. I just don't. On a better note, let me tell you a bit about my best friend. His goes by Jesse Carter. He's kind of the opposite of me but we work well together in this funny thing called friendship. He's carefree and quite the charmer with the ladies, if I do say so myself.

I am totally not the charmer, I mean I've been told I'm cute but I just get awkward and sweaty and I don't know. But sometimes being carefree isn't the best, I think he cares a little TOO little. Like he'll get bad grades and just be like "Life is Life." He might break his leg and be like "AWESOME! I might get a hot doctor!"

Or he'll be absolutely piss drunk and wake up in his own revolting vomit and be like "Ooh I found a quarter in my pocket, it's shiny, who even cares about a hangover when I have a fucking quarter." So yeah he's a bit of a dope, but I still love him. Did I mention I'm bisexual? Plus I may or may not have a bit of a crush on him....... shhhh, he's as straight as a ruler.