No One Wants A Broken Toy

Chapter one: Lessons Learned

Alice Moriarty. The girl in black, she sat in the middle of the classroom edge  furthest from the door as she scribbled a drawing in her black notebook, the drawing was her rendition of the Grim Reaper, with long bony fingers and a scythe of onyx and a blade of the rib bone of a t-rex. She looked up from her notebook at the boring chalkboard her monotone teacher was scribbling robotically on, not really paying attention to any of the seniors behind him. Three boys were snoring softly and drooling across the hard plastic designed to look like wooden slabs, a blonde girl was painting her nails a bright pink, the smell wafted back to Alice and made her nose wrinkle, the only nail polish Alice ever wore was the darkest black she could find. One of the kids she kind of knew was scribbling another art piece in his book. She sighed and threw a paper wad at him, he jumped and whipped around to face her, she gestured for him to take the empty desk next to her,
"No!" He mouthed, Alice just smirked and snapped her fingers at the desk, he sighed and collected his things and slid back, leaning over to get closer to her
"What, Alice?" He asked
"Nothing I just wanted someone to talk to." She laughed softly
"You're impossible you know that." He sighed and went back to his drawing, which was of a pencil. Alice leaned over and laughed
"Really? Your drawing a pencil in pen? Come one Adrianne you can do better than that! Your an amazing artist." Adrianne looked at her and raised an eyebrow and looked at her notebook, which was covered in small doodles in both pen and pencil
"Yeah well im nowhere near as good as you are Alice." He muttered, going back to his pencil. Alice frowned and looked at her black notebook, flipping through it and looking at all the happy drawings whe drew as a cover, god how she despised those, flipping through to her real drawings, the broken angels with missing wings, the hearts that were patched together till they looked like a jigsaw puzzle, and her most prized piece of all- The dead girl. The girl she drew who took a hundred pills and went to lay in a hot bath until she died, her scar-littered arm hung limply out of the folded lip of the bathtub, her long black hair spilling out of the edge in tresses. Alice loved this drawing so much, it took her days to finish. She had pen all over her hands after it was complete, but it was worth it. She wanted to draw a dragon next, but didnt have the motivation to do it. She leaned back in her creaky school chair and sighed, looking at the boring prison-grey ceiling tiles. She through of her dead girl and thought back to why she had drawn it...

Lesson One: Never let anyone close to you.

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Alice's best and only friend for eight years; Lily Myschov.

"Lily!" Alice called, bringing the short brunette to a run as the bus approached, Alice climbed aboard with Lily only moments behind her, the girls rushed into the bus and sat in the empty seat behind the driver, Lily panting for air, she sighed dramatically and leaned on the back with a smile,  Alice raised an eyebrow at her and they both started laughing
"Jeez Lily, your insane for taking so long, its cold out and now my face stings cause I was waiting for you!" Alice leaned her forward and griped the back of thechair in front of her. Lily turned her bright sky-blue eyes toward her black-clad friend
"Sorry, makeup wasnt cooperating!" She laughed a bit more and scruffed Alice's short black hair
"Hey! You couldnt even tell it wasn't cooperating you look fine." Alice looked in the bus drivers mirror and blinked at the bright green eyes staring back at her, the thick eyeliner that rung around her whole eye and came to a sharp point, the long and thick black eyelashes that dusted her pale almost-colorless face black flecks, which she wiped away. Her lips were red from the cold and she licked them to warm the color to thier natural pink, Her attention was turned when Lily poked her with the corner of her book
"Hey, so your coming over on Friday, right?" She asked, opening a compact mirror to check her face, sneering and adding a bit of shiny pink lipgloss, which made Alice cringe at the thought of
"What's Friday?"
"The Girls and I are having a sleepover and your going to be there, right?"
"Um...yeah sure." Alice frowned a bit, why was Lily hanging out with a group of snobby girls?  She thought, getting a bad feeling in her gut as the bus squealed to a stop in front of the school dropping them and twenty others to the school.