!NOT REWRITING BUT EDITING A LOT OF THINGS!

chapter:1 smile for the camera

Hate burning deep inside me like a fire place in the dead of winter it fuels me to go on to hate these humans these creatures that have no shame that have no dignity to do all these soulless things to their own kind its sickening it makes me want to set these humans to flames these humans have done nothing but hurt me i look at the ceiling in dread and i slump back on my bed i seriously do not want to leave my safe haven but alas i have to as its forced for teenagers as myself that i have to go to this hated place called high school honestly i wish the damn place would burn down so i never have to see any of these people again it would be a real life dream if that happened but shit like that only ever happens in movies and tv shows its never what it seems to be in real life it can't happen smiles and rainbows are just a figment of imagination to me that people think life is easy they'd be lying to you if you asked them if life is easy i push the bed sheets off my legs stretching my arms I look around sighing and regretting ever waking up i stand up and walk towards my black curtains i push them to the side looking outside seeing birds and the sun that's rising from the other side of the earth glaring at the giant ball of gas I roughly pull the curtains back closed i start getting ready sliding my closet door open I look at all my t-shirts a bunch of black shirts its like a black demon or the dark nature of my mind i grab a pair of black skinny jeans,my black dahlia murder shirt i put my 1 inch plugs in that have the pentagram on both of them i look in my full body mirror i nod and grab my hair straightener from my desk and plug it up to the outlet next to my mirror i set the temperature to three hundred and sixty i sit down and wait for it to heat up while i do this i look at my arms oh good lovely to see those isn't it the scars of many locks and scratches from girls that hate me like rebecca that scratched me because her boyfriend had broken up with her and me being openly gay she thought i somehow took him from her and hid him in my basement and to this day she still glares at me from across the cafeteria room as if i still have her so called boyfriend in my basement which was two years ago and is very funny i sniff the air and i smell burning carpet oh shit i look down and i see my straightener made another burn spot that's probably the five hundredth time that has happened to me i pick it up and i grab a damp rag that was simply lying down on my floor and i wipe the burnt carpet fuzz off of it and once i did it the damn thing short curceted and smoke started coming out of it and the back popped off once again are you kidding me i look at it and i run my hands through my hair slightly pulling the curly purple mass sitting atop my head i glare at my reflection well i guess i'll have to wear a hoodie today i get up and i look at my alarm clock beside my bed as the red blinking numbers say seven o'clock the numbers of death in my eyes grumbling incoharente words and kicking my straightner away from my feet i grab my jacket from my bed rumpled and slightly torn in places putting it on with slow arms i quickly grab my bag and keys and i run downstairs sliding into the kitchen i quickly look in the pantry and i grab a granola bar unwrapping it i shove half of it in my mouth and i grab my shoes putting them on quickly i run outside and to my black 67 chevy impala i open the squeaky door throwing my stuff into the back seat i hop in and i start it up i hook up my phone to the radio and i turn on my music blasting beyond creation i roll down my windows backing out of my driveway i start driving towards my school sanford high the wind blowing in my face as i keep my hood on because of my hair this fucking hair is going to be the end of me i pull into the student parking lot people staring at as always how about i give them to something to actually stare at i smile evilly and i play some behemoth and sure enough their jaws dropped considering this is a Christian based school everyone would be shocked but they should be used to me by now considering how long i've been at this god forsaken school in this god forsaken town but nope they still gawk and stare like im about to burst into flames and it might be because these people never see me with curly hair so I may look fucking retarded to them rolling my eyes i turn my car off i grab my keys opening the door i shove them into my jacket pocket and I slam my door closed and people still flinched seriously do these people have nothing better to do i start walking towards the main doors as people start backing away from me as i look at them fear,hate,disgust,disappointment and every other emotion that people can have to claim their rage for me why do these people hate me well i did some horrible things actually no i still do horrible things let's see i set a kid on fire in elementary school he hates me now i used to break everything i still do i cuss like a fucking sailor which i obviously still do i've sent a hitman to kill a kid that wouldn't realize you don't mess with me nor will you ever i could have done it myself but i was to lazy to handle it which worked out better than i expected

I just hate my own species because of all the pain and humiliation i was put through by everyone that hated me so i hate them all and after the accident or supposed accident i had killed someone not just anyone the basketball captain his name jackson ryan an asshole to me he ruined me he bullied me to no end and when he decided he was going to be nice it was sad really but i killed him and after some cheerleader

started rumours about the supposed accident everyone mostly feared me after that no one bothered me again I had no more bullies they were afraid that I might kill them next

its quite enjoyable to see their faces when I pass by them in the halls and to see that the people who aren't scared of me still don't want to mess with me

maybe I should introduce myself now I'm jade it't girl name I know I don't give a shit what you think I'm jade Aragon I'm a junior in high school a sucky school if you ask me I go to Sanford high I'm 6 feet and 3 inches I guess you could say i have a slight build but not much muscle but I can pick up a vending machine and throw it across a room it always scared me that i had this strength and i was born with the strength it was slightly terrifying that i had this supernatural ability but I take advantage of it now i've hurt and broken people's bones in a second so do not under any circumstances get in my fucking way and i wont have a hard time breaking you in half we good? good anyways so here I am sitting in class waiting for these agonizing hours to pass by faster writing in my book on how many ways to kill all these people "mister Aragon is there something that you would like to share with the class?" My teacher asked in a snarky attitude staring at me with her ugly beady eyes i looked up and I heard snickering behind me and i smiled "no miss nothing at all" I grinned through gritted teeth "good" she turned back around to finish the list of homework we have to do and I flipped her off as she finished the agenda

why who gives a shit its just school I look at the clock just in time

to hear the bell ring "okay I will see you on monday bye lovelies" she smiled but the smile did not reach her eyes its more like she's saying:I hate all of you little demon's goodbye okay... I grabbed my stuff shoving it into my bag I slung it over my shoulder

and walked out done with my first class fuck! ugh tired I scratched my head roughly I kept walking until I bumped into something hard yet soft a person I looked at the person that dare run into me he looked at me with blue crystal clear eyes ones that could pierce threw you're soul with the slightest glance wait why am I worried about his eyes!?