atelophobia | jg |

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Liz's pov

It's lunch, I'm sitting outside on the bleachers that outlooks the football field, I'm honestly thinking about skipping. No one will notice, no one will care.

I grab my bag and walk down the bleachers, I make it past the school and continue to walk home.

I just live across the street but past some woods that I have to walk through. I made it home, my parents weren't home. They are always on business trips.

I make my way to my room and throw my bag down, as soon as I walk out of my room to got towards the kitchen I hear my phone go off.

I ignore it and go down stairs and grab a water and an apple.

I race back up stairs I set my water and apple down as I go to my dresser to pick out a sweater and leggings.

I pick out an older sweater that was my brothers but I some how ended up keeping it. I then put my legging on and walked to my bathroom to let down my braids of the day.

I grab my phone and jump on my bed and turn on 2 broke girls. I got a text well a bunch of texts from my brother. He is so over protective and its annoying.

I look nothing like him, he has blonde hair I have black hair that I dyed. I was born with blonde but as I got older it turned brown so I died it freshman year and I kept the black with a blue tint of hair.

Jack* Liz where are you?!

Jack* why they hell aren't you in civics?

Jack*we have a quiz today

Jack*just text me back so I know your okay

Jack*your obviously skipping

Jack*your lucky I covered for your ass and told him you got sick and went home early

I rolled my eyes and threw my phone some where on my bed, I then cuddled up to my blanket and feel asleep to the beautiful sounds of my TV.

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I heard noises upon noises down stairs, waking me up from my beloved slumber. I heard guys yelling and shouting.

I sloppy throw my blanket off me and go into my bathroom, I forgot to take my contacts out when I slept and they hurt.

I place my glasses on my face and look in the mirror at my reflection, dark uneasy bags under my eyes, cheeks sunken in showing my cheek bones.

I shrug my brothers sweater onto my shoulder, it kept falling off my shoulder and I made me mad.

I walked down stairs with my phone in hand and saw my brothers friends, Sammy, Skate and Jack. I ignored their stares and went down stairs to the basement.

The basement was cold and dark, we had white walls, a big TV, dark blue L shaped couch, we had other things in our basement but I just don't show an interest in them.

I have my art desk and art stuff down here so I grab my drawing journal and my sketch pencils which were some off brand that I got in the art section at wal*mart.

I spent the rest of the day drawing and listening to music until the boys came down stairs.

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How was it?

What do you think is gonna happen?

Which boy do you ship with her?
Sammy, skate, or Jack G.