As I'm walking away from my locker the guy I fear the most starts heading over to me and god knows what he'll do now. My heart starts beating too fast as I'm looking at him walking over to me so I just look away and start running to the bathroom so he can't get to me but to my luck he grabs my arm and turns me around smirking as tears prick my eyes.
You guys probably have no clue what I'm talking about and you probably want to know so let me just rewind all the way back to the beginning.
I look up at the same old ceiling I look at every day when I open my eyes from heaven as known as sleep. I get up out of bed so I can start getting ready to go school but as usual my sister beats me to the bathroom and I have to wait for god knows how long. After she's done with the bathroom I head in but I still will be late to school due to the fact that my lazy ass brother will still be sleeping even after I'm done with the bathroom. A couple of minutes of me and my mom banging on the door to wake him up later he gets dressed and ready to go and its 7:50 AM, I'm done, my sister is done, and so is my brother finally. We all leave the house getting in the car. You see I'm not the typical nerd and I'm not the basic bitch, nor the gothic loner, or out cast, or any of the stereotypical school squads and types you can think of because our school apparently doesn't roll that way. I'm Mavis Dylan Walker, I'm 15 years old and I'm the youngest of 3 children. My sister Phoebe is the eldest and my brother Jason is the first youngest and the second eldest. Don't even ask me why I'm the only one who has a middle name because that's another story for another time. I have one friend who's always busy so we pretty much aren't close and we barely get to talk even at school, yeah tell me about it. My sister is 3 years older than me she's 18 and my brother is 17. You can say my sister is followed by ever guy at school because she's gorgeous and she's an amazing sister it's just sometimes she can be a bitch, everyone loves her though because she's the perfect daughter. My brother well he's pretty much like my sister except he's a guy and the girls chase him, and as for me, well you don't want to know. My parents are a perfectly happy couple and you can say my family is perfect except you always have that one kid in the family who's different as hell and their life well isn't that functional and that kid is me.
I look out the window waiting till we get to school knowing I'll be late because its 7:59 now and the bell rings at 8. We need like 2 minutes to get there still. In my school we don't have your typical stereotypes as I've mentioned before but we have even weirder ones. You have the popular girls which is my sister and her squad but she's kind and nice and your, well at least my idol. Stop it, it's not cute...
That's pretty much it to our stereotypes, you see here you can see someone sitting alone and the next day you'll find them hanging out with other people and you can see them hanging out with goths or nerds or jocks or whatever but the next thing you know they're at some mathletes table so here there isn't any trusting anyone or one group stays together rule, here you have people telling your secrets to everyone and people switching it up to be with the drama club instead of the jocks. See this is why I have no friends because I can't trust anyone and I'm not the kind of person that likes to interact much with people. There are so many people who barely know anything about me, because people don't even bother getting to know me, even my best friend who is always busy and my sister barely know me and the only person who actually does know all of the things other people don't is believe it or not my brother, yup Jason.
Now enough about that lets go back to me being 3 minutes late to school since my classroom is on the other of the damn building. Once were at school me and my siblings go our separate ways. I get to class and of course everyone is staring at me.
"Ah Mrs. Walker late again I see" professor Jones says so I just nod not wanting to speak.
I take a seat in the front since everyone already took all of the seats in the back and I'm stuck next to miss know it all on my left and some guy I don't know on my right. This should be good....
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Break Down My Walls.
Teen FictionMavis Dylan Walker has too many trust issues and hides behind the walls she built up. Who knew one mistake would make you miserable? Not her. Who knew Mavis's life was gonna change? Definitely not her. Who knew she had so many secrets? Who is gonn...