Depressing thoughts from my teenage world~

One

  I hate the sound of my alarm clock every morning before school. Why do I have to go to school anyway? I already have straight A's. It's stupid for a person that wants to be a photographer to be taking chemistry and algebra classes. To think I have to deal with all of the idiots there and the stupid classes for two and a half more years. Oh well I have to get up at some point. Why not now?

  Rolling over I hit the dismiss button. Stupid clock. It's 5:30 and school doesn't start until 8:00. But I have to get up even earlier because the bus pulls up to the curb two blocks down at 6:24, more or less.

  I stand up and stumble over to my closet to get some clothes. I grab a fairy tail shirt and some blueish gray skinny jeans. After I'm dressed, I go to the bathroom across the hall from my room. I brush my hair and teeth and put makeup on. I have my usual black eyeliner with dark purple eye shadow. I make sure I look somewhat decent and decide to put my hair up. I only put the back up, leaving my bangs just in front of my eyes and long strands on the sides of my face. There, now I'm ready to go back to that demon infested building most people call school. 

I grab my backpack and cell phone (that I paid for btw) and head down stairs. Once at the door, I sit on the little bench to put my black, converse boots on. I still have a little bit of time before I have to head to the bus stop. I sit down at the table in the dining room and put my headphones in. I hit one of my playlists and it plays "dear dad" by b-mike. 

  I live with my aunt on my dad's side. My parents died maybe... was it four years ago? Oh well. My mom died in a car crash and my dad over doused not long after. I don't even think they were more than two weeks apart. Well, my dad blamed me for her death although I was at school when it happened. My aunt is divorced and has two kids. They both live here but usually ignore me. There is Hunter. He is eighteen and a senor. He was on the football team but football season is over now. He pretty much just goes out with his friends to parties and stuff or playing some video game. Sharley is fifteen and is student council president. She use to be on the soccer team but quit now that she is in high school. I always ride the bus but Hunter drives himself and Sharley to school every day. My aunt is a business person. She is always gone away for whatever reason and when she is home she's asleep. I might as well be living by myself. 

  I grab a piece of bread and put peanut butter on it with sugar and cinnamon (if you haven't had that before you should really try it. It's good.). I head out the door and walk down the street to the different song that came on. I hum the chorus of a nightcore version of sarcasm as I get to the bus stop and sit on the big rock that is in the grass. I can see some other kids that get on here coming towards me from the sidewalk. They're siblings that argue all the time and the sister usually wins. 

  The color of the sky begins to get lighter while I wait for three minutes for the bus. I watch it turn onto the street and head towards us. By now all eight kids are here ready to get on the bus. I get up and stand in my spot where the bus always stops right in front of me. Sure enough it stops right there and I step forward and on the bus as the doors open. I walk to a seat near the back of the bus and sit there. This seat is always open for some unknown reason. I look out the window the entire ride to school. When I get off the bus I walk right into school and to my bench that is in the corner of the large room where most kids wait for the bell signaling them to head to class. 

  The bell rings and I head to class. This is my usual routine that occasionally has delays. Like right now. I just got to my locker and two of the popular jocks are right behind me, making negative comments on my outfit and hair. Again. I'm not popular. I don't even have any friends. It makes me an easy target because they know that no one will stand up to help me. 

  "Hey Haro nice hair. What happened?" one of them comments. 

  "It's called hair dye. You should try it since half of your hair is already gray." I respond without even turning around. It isn't actually a lie. I've been in the same class as these two since fourth grade. Tyler is the name of the one that spoke and he actually does have gray in his hair. He's my age so it is kind of creepy. 

  "You must think you're real funny, huh?" The other one named Kyle speaks. 

  "If I thought that was funny I would have laughed." I mutter to no one. I get pushed forward, hitting my head on my locker door while I was grabbing my notebooks and folders. I hear laughing while they walk away. I close my locker once I'm done and head to my first period. I get to my table before anyone else that sits there does and take my seat. My head hurts and I touch my forehead that was hidden by my bangs. There's blood. I hold my hand on it for a bit until it stops bleeding while the teacher talks. I zone out and just draw while she talks. I feel something hit the back of my head but I ignore it. This happens all the time so it doesn't bother me anymore. 

  After school, I get home and make a simple sandwich before going to my room and putting my favorite headphones on. Blocking out any possible noise. I then sit in my room all afternoon listening to music, reading online, watching anime and playing video games. That is, until Hunter and Sharley get home. Hunter opens my door without even knocking and tells me to be quiet because his new girlfriend is coming over. I roll my eyes and agree. It's not like I would have went to talk to either of them anyways. He glares at me but leaves. 

  If I'm gonna have to be quiet and go unseen again then I'm going to get something to eat first. I quickly head to the kitchen and put some ramen and water in a pan. It's cheap and I don't really have much money most of the time so why not, right? I just dish it into a bowl when the doorbell rings and Hunters tries running through the kitchen to get to it. He stops when he sees me. 

  "I thought I told you to stay in your room." He growls at me.

  "Relax, I was just making food real quick so I don't have to wait forever for her to leave. I'm going back. You should probably get the door before she gets annoyed though." I say while walking back towards my room. He takes a second before he takes off running again to get the door. He is so annoying. 

  I arrive at my room but my door is open. I always have my door closed... I open it a little more and see Sharley going through everything on my dresser. 

  "What the heck are you doing?!" I quietly yell at her.

  "Searching for some more eyeliner and lipstick. I'm running low and all that's in the bathroom are dark colors." She responds while she continues to rummage through my stuff. "Where are the pink and green eye shadows?"

  "Get out. I don't have any light colored makeup. Even if I did have some I wouldn't let you use it." I glare at her. 

  "Oh shut up Haro. You're only here because you're under eighteen and we were nice enough to take you in. You should be more grateful." She smiles and completely ignores me. She finds a picture in one of the boxes and holds it up. "Who is this? I haven't seen her before. Hey Haro I thought you were straight." She smirks at me. 

  "It's mom." 

  She freezes for a second. Then puts the picture back and leaves. I close the door and lock it behind her, then sit on my bed and curl up. No one dares say anything about my deceased family members. Sharley will be moping for the rest of the day. After a while I sit up and start eating the ramen before it gets cold. I turn some music on without headphones and sit there eating on my bed with "wolf in sheep's clothing" by set it off playing. Once I finish eating, I set the bowl down on my nightstand and lay down. I fall asleep to my thoughts about the day so far. 

  Today? This was nothing.

   This was an easy day.

   Who can tell what tomorrow brings?