All The Same (kellic)

2. Every step you take

I made Kellin shorter than their actual height, so don't give me shit for it. It works better for their character okay, thanks

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I take the bus to school every morning. I wish I had a car so I could drive, but my mom and I both can't afford another car. So we only have one car and she has to take it to work.

Which leaves me sitting on the bus. I hate the bus more than anything. Tyler doesn't take the same route I do, so I'm never on a bus with him. I'm usually by myself, listening to music and spamming random photos on instagram. I just don't like the amount of people on here and the way they sometimes look at me.

I am very pretty though, so of course people are going to look.

Fortunately, today my bus ride is almost over. I can see my school just around the corner. I don't necessarily like school. My grades are okay, they need improving, and the teachers are alright. The students are pretty chill though, in all honesty. I go to a very accepting school, so they have no problem with me or anyone else. In all honesty, I'm kind of popular. In the sense that people know who I am and enjoy talking to me. Not your stereotypical popular.

I guess you could just say I don't have much of a reason for not liking school. I'd rather be at home or traveling. I love the thought of traveling, and I remember doing it a lot as a kid when my dad was still around. But ever since my father was locked up in prison, I haven't left the state. I really want to see the world, to experience new things. I wonder when that's going to happen.

The bus scrapes to a stop, and a few other students get up along with myself. I disembark and keep to myself while walking to school. There's not much of a point talking to people outside when you're going to end up standing in the middle of the hall way chatting (which is so so so annoying, thank you very much). Teenagers apparently really like talking when people are trying to walk places.

The school doors are green. Not a nice type of green, like my hair or the eye colour of the girl that sits beside me in bio. It's an ugly, vomit green. I honestly think if school's had better designers, kids would actually like going. Instead though, kids have to deal with vomit coloured doors. Ew.

Oddly enough, the hallways don't always smell like body odour and weed. The cooking class bakes every morning, so in the mornings, we actually get to smell something good. I wonder what they're going to make this morning and I hope one of my friends bring me food.

I make it to my locker (after pushing past a group of girls who wouldn't stop talking about the new Rick Riordan book). When I get there though, I'm met with a tiny portion of our football team.

We don't have a very large football team, but we do have one. I've been to a few of the games (not that I'm particularly a fan) and our team is actually quite amazing. For a smaller team, they're one of the powerhouse teams. They've won countless games and have been to many finals in many other states. I have to say, I'm pretty proud of them.

And, unfortunately for me, I used to date the captain of the football team, and not for very long either. I'm pretty damn sure he still has a thing for me. It was a mutual break up, no hard feelings there, but it gets a bit annoying when he's always trying to hit on me.

"Hey princess," Andy says when I stop in front of my locker. His entourage is standing behind him, but they're occupied with throwing a plastic water bottle around.

"Morning Andy," I reply without looking at him. I'm focused on getting my lock to work, but it's stuck. It's old and rusty, and I wish the school would take the time to replace the locks on the lockers, or I'm never going to be able to access my textbooks ever again.