"Hey mom, what's cookin?" I asked. "Mom... MOM." I kept shouting her name but she keeps, and always is, ingoring me. Its probably because she is on drugs again or she is drunk again or high again. I go up to her upstairs and tap her on the shoulder and said "mom, are you cooking today or do I have to cook again. And I don't think a 13 yr old should be cooking for a family of 14. So I think its your"---
She cuts me off and back hands me across my face. "Owww shit, what the fuck Christine!!!" I yelled her at the top of my lungs while my lip starts to swell up an the tears start to stream down the side of my cheeks.
" You NEVER EVER EVER say or yell my first name and you NEVER EVER EVER swear at me EVER again, do you understand me Skylar?" My mom screams at me.
"Ok... I apologize for how I was acting. I'm going to go to my room and go to bed early where I'm up and ready for school. And I'll cook again tomorrow not tonight. Goodnight mom."
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My alarm goes off at 6:12 a.m friday morning and instead of jumping up to get ready I just lay there looking at the ceiling and taking deep breathes. "Today is the day... I just can't wait to get out of here and go to school, for once."
My mom comes rushing into my room knocking over stuff on my dresser. "Are you ready yet? I need money to go to the bar I mean store."
"Mom I'm sorry but I don't have any money. I was going to ask you for money for school but you waste it so no I don't have any. Are you going to be okay without me being here?"
"Go to school and don't come home I don't care. Just get me money where I can buy some beer, okay.
"Ok" I replied. I went downstairs to see the food we have. All I see is a box of noodles. I grab them and snap them in half to fit in my bowl. Then I pour hot, extremely hot, water over them and let them soak for about 20 minutes. In that 20 minutes I go back upstairs and get dressed. I put on blue underwear, a pair of black jeans, a white bra, and a solid green shirt. I go back downstairs and start eating my soaking wet noodles. I look at the clock and it's 6:47. "Mom I'm heading to school. I'll be back around 2 or 3. Love you" I yelled but I never got a reply.
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I get there and the first thing I notice is that everyone looks nice. Everyone had their hair combed or brushed out, decent or good looking clothes, some girls had makeup on, and just everyone was so beautiful and then there's me. I found a bathroom and it was empty. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed the swelling on my lip went down. I washed my face and left. I went to the office to get a schedule but they just gave me a slip that says my teachers.
I have math first. I kept asking people where the math room was but no one really paid attention to me. Then I saw these 3 guys walking towards me.
"Hey you! Come here right now!" one of the guys said to me.
I walk up to them and asked "umm yes? What do you want? And do you know where the math room is?"
"My name is Jackson. And I will ask the questions around here, you got that. Good. Now the blonde headed guy his name is Michel and the black haired guy is Ryan. And who are you?" he asked me.
"W... w... well nice to meet you three. I'm Skylar, Skylar James." I said nervously.
Now Jackson looked 15 well they all looked about 15. Jackson had black hair and brown eyes. He was wearing black pants and a red shirt that said Shut up or I'll make you shut up! And he looked like the leader or boss of the other two.
Michel had blonde hair and blue eyes. He looked like the brains of the group. Like the one who picks out the people to bully and then has Jackson's opinion on it. He was wearing blue pants and a red shirt that had a skull on it.
Ryan had brown hair and hazel eyes. He looked like the less smarter one but the more sophisticated one. He looked like a total gentlemen but he's with a badass lookin group. He was wearing grey pants and a black shirt that says get lost kid on the front.
After I answered his question Jackson said "boys, it looks like we met our new match. Grab her!"
The other two run at me and grab my arms and put them behind my back. Then Jackson stands in front of me laughing. Then he knees me in the face and starts kicking my stomach. He kicks me like 8 times in the stomach before he stops.
"What did I do to you to deserve this? What do you guys want from me?" I said while tears stream from my eyes. And blood gushes out of my nose.
"Boys pick her up and throw her against the brick walk and leave her there and let's get to the gym." he demands them.
So they pick me up and throw me. "Owww!" I yell in pain. They left and I sat up and looked at the marks on my stomach. I crawl to the girls bathroom and try to stand. I use the sink for help and every breath I take I shriek in pain. I wash the blood of my face and I sat on a toilet in one of the stalls and started thinking. I just cried and then I fell asleep because when i woke up I saw the janitor and he said "I know its tuff kid but just leave them boys alone and you will be okay. Its about 3 o clock. School got out at 2. Let's get you home. I'll drive you."
"thank you and just thanks." I told him.
Then he drove me home and I said my good bye and he left. I went into my house and saw a note. It reads:
Went to bar. Cook food. I'll be home at 7 ish bye.
I cooked more noodles and ate. There was some left over and I just left them there. I went to the sofa and turned on the news and went to bed.
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