Mystified

Spewing Hatred

Okay, Honestly, this story has been made a few years ago and it's been unfinished. I dropped the project because either writer's block or I refused to put in anymore effort in this. And this shall be known that this is an old, old, OLD story which I've made when I was... 12? maybe? Somewhere around there. So, don't criticize it too hard. Let me know what you think in the comment section and whether or not I should continue writing! Thanks! :3

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*Le Skip*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Wind fingers through her long, mousy, chestnut hair from a cracked-open window. drops dripped down and falls on her face.

The only pleasant sound surrounding her was the rain tapping on glass, As if to greet her, like anyone would, She thought.

She rolls her hazel eyes that wandered out to the sky, that remained gloomy grey. She avoids eye contact from anyone on the bus. She puts in her ear buds, blocking out all the yelling, cursing and a group of girls singing a new song that comes frequently on the radio. (Which, By the way, sounds more like screeching vultures). She felt bad for people that dunno what real music actually is. You know those who can play instruments? Her mind drifts off into the music trying to block out the roaring bus engine.

She coughs from the cologne that's the only thing as far as the nose can smell on this stupid bus ride. She sits up and presses her knees to her chest. She gets out a notebook and begins to dribble lyrics from a song she was listening from My Chemical Romance.

What's the worst i can say? Things are better if i stay, So long and good night. So long, and good night...

The bus went over a bump and the pencil scribbled over the words she wrote down, She growls, cursing under her breath. As if this day could possibly get worse with the people I have to deal with... She thinks to herself as she scrapes off the lines off her paper with an eraser.

"Allie! Al! Hey! Hellooo?! Can you hear me?" Yelled a voice from across the bus from where she was sitting.

She looks up to see a green-eyed red head grinning wildly in her direction. And the only one wearing a Doctor Who T-shirt. Maybe this bus ride isn't gonna be such a pain as I thought it would be... She smiles. The girl stands up and walks through the kids to sit next to Alex.

"Hey Allie, Being a social outcast as usual?" Alex rolls her eyes.

"No. I'm not a "social outcast", Sam. The society around me doesn't think my appearance is considered what they call, 'normal' ." "Yeah. Go figure, People don't usually see girls with black eyeliner that makes them look like raccoons or come home ears bleeding from the screams up in their daughter's room," " Screamo is a genre of music. At least I'm not rude," "What? i'm being honest, want me to lie to you?" "No but there's a fine line between being rude or honest," "I think you misused your vocabulary I was being more...Assertive. That's the inbetween of what I call honesty and what you call being rude,"

Sam says after she ate a few funyuns she packed into her backpack, and sneaked on to their bus.

"Haha, very funny, Nerd," "Tis' true, Peasant," And it was. Sam is and will always be a nerd. She could tell you anything and everything from Harry Potter to Star Wars. She even remembers a lot of quotes from different movies she watched Alex barely knew any of them, They were practically unheard of to her.

Alex could usually take her sarcasm but, she wasn't in the right mood at the given moment. "Whatever, And can you stop calling me Allie? Allie doesn't fit between Alex or Al," Alex snaps.