chapter 3- does it get better?

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Stormy's pov

After the incident that occurred yesterday night. the last thing on my mind was school, but I knew I had to go. I got up out my bed and had to take a step back because my head was pounding and to top it off my side was killing me. after getting myself together I made my way, looking all through the house. I let out a loud sigh, thankfully. john wasn't no where to be found. I grabbed my towel out my room and made my way to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stripped out my clothes. I got into the shower to be only met with cold ass water.

"Fuck my life." I said out loud to myself. either the pipe was fucked up again or john didn't pay the water bill. I quickly got myself mentally prepared and tried my best to wash myself off, ignoring that the water was cold like ice.

After about 5 minutes, I got out and quickly got my towel, drying off and started to brush my teeth and all that stuff. as for my hair it was just a huge curly mess so I just put it in a messy bun on the top of my head.

I decided to just wear my black jeans I had with the same hoodie I had on yesterday. I really didn't give a fuck how I looked. I had no clothes anyways so what's the point in trying to look good. I grabbed my old converse and my bag walking out my bedroom. I walked into the kitchen looking in the fridge and just like usual there wasn't anything in there except some old turkey sandwich meat and spoiled milk. I closed the fridge and just decided to start walking to school.

My walk to school went by fast. the wannabe thugs weren't out during the morning time.

Arriving to school earlier than I did yesterday, I made my way to the cafeteria to atleast get me some type of breakfast. while waiting in the long line I felt a pair of eyes on me. I scanned the room and my eyes met with Shawn's eyes. I quickly looked away. I don't know if it was because I was a mean person or what, but he just annoyed me. he had a weird vibe to him. "I hate people." I mumbled to myself.

"Gurl tell me about it." I heard a girls voice behind me. I looked back to see a pretty carmel toned brown skin girl with light brown eyes. she had to be about my height. she had pretty brown hair to match her eyes. she was really pretty.

"My bad." I said with a laugh. "No you good, I couldn't agree more. people get on my damn nerves." She said mugging the hell out this girl who was staring at her also. I looked over to the girl she was staring at and saw it was jazmyne.

"Don't even waste your breath. She ain't worth it." I said trying to calm her down. she seemed to just got angry real quick.

"Yea you right." She said turning her attention back to me. "Hi im mya." She said extending her hand out. I smiled shaking her hand, "Im stormy but you can call me storm." I watched as she looked almost taken back when I said that.

"Oh my god thats too dope. so like your name foreal stormy?" She asked smiling with a shocked expression.

"Yup. I know it's not your usually name but hey what can I do about it?" I said with a laugh.

"No no I love it. thats a pretty name." She said grabbing a food tray. "Thank you." I smiled at her. I ended up picking out french toast sticks and cut up strawberries to eat.

"Hey, you wanna eat with me?" Mya asked. I honestly didn't feel like being bothered but mya was pretty cool and nice.

"Umm yea sure, where you wanna eat at?" I said looking at the crowded lunchroom. "umm how bout the table right there." She said pointing to one that was by the vending machines. "Alright." I said making my way to the table she suggested. we both sat down on opposite sides of the table. just eating our food. there was a long awkward silence between us until mya spoke up first.

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