Green-haired girl. (5sos fanfic)

Chapter 2: No one knows

Wake up. Shower. Eat. Get dressed. Get ready. Brush teeth. Music. School. Once again. Dreading school.

At least I get to tutor a new student today. I usually get excited to tutor because 1. I get to get out of my house and 2. I always think that there's gonna be a possibility that me and my student could potentially become friends. I always get my hopes up.

Bullies. Running. Math. English. Lunch alone by the tree. History. Biology. Home. Tumblr. Yes, tumblr is my life. I am quite dedicated to my blog and had gained up to 4000 followers since I started. It's not one of those typical "soft grunge" blogs. It's more like a sad yet inspirational, somewhat depression blog. It's where I try and get my feelings out.

And when that doesn't work, well you can probably imagine what does. Yepp, enough drinks to drown an army and my trusty dusty razor in my night table.

No one knows about my cutting, once my dad noticed some of the cuts on my arm but he just asked me "haha you don't cut your skin now do you? " to which I replied no, that I had just gotten my arm stuck in a fence. I couldn't tell him an break his heart further than mom did.

I looked at my clock, it was about 430 by now and I had to be at y students house by 5. I quickly freshened up, got my bag and walked over to 467 Risot Drive, about a 15 minute walk. Not too far, but in Canada the summers are too hot and the winters are too cold, so I was pretty much dying by the time I got there.

I quickly to a sip out of my water bottle then knocked on the door. A pretty middle-aged woman answered.

"Hello, my name is Kaylee, I'm here tutor... Um... Uh..." I said, not actually knowing who I was supposed to tutor.

"Oh yes, yes. I'm so glad he's finally decided to get a tutor, he's just up in his room. First door on the left once you get upstairs."

Ok, so it's a he. Hmm, wonder if I know him.

"Thank you, um may I please use the washroom first?" I politely asked.

"Of course honey, it's just through there" she pointed.

I locked myself in the bathroom and took a long hard look at myself. I ha never been good with people. I get all red and sweaty and nervousness and choke on my words. I have been diagnosed with social anxiety /social phobia. It was really hard for me to talk to new people and I couldn't stand people looking at me. Hence why I have no friends but am bullied.

I looked at my phone and realized I had been in the bathroom for about 7 minutes trying to gather up courage. I finally came out and my my way upstairs, first door on the left.

I knocked.

"No mum, I don't want to talk about it!" someone with from inside the room snapped.

"Um, et actually I'm not your mum, I'm here to tutor..? " I said through the door but it came out as more of a question.

"Oh whoops sorry, you can come in" the masculine voice replied again.

I opened the door and saw the back of a head. I guess it kind of looked familiar, but hey it should since I go to school with this guy and he's supposed to be in my grade.

He turned around and I nearly had a heart attack. You have got to be fucking kidding me.

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A/N: haha my attempt at a cliffhanger, cliffordhanger whatever y'all wanna call it. Sorry it's bad , I'm new. Comment? Tell me what you think ?

~Emma