Green Eyed Angel (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 5

The rest of the day and the following day went by fine. Mrs.Vivian was still fussing about how I didn't have enough clothes to start school the next day. Mr.Dallas had to help me calm her down. She was acting like she was the one starting a new school.

I'll admit, I was scared, terrified even. Who wouldn't be after everything I've been through?

At my old school some people knew about my mom and what was happening in my household, but I refused to let them tell. I guess that just justifies what Emerald said.

I laid in bed Sunday evening. I had everything done and had a outfit for tomorrow hanging on my closet door. Sighing, I stared up at the ceiling, trying to make 'constellations' out of the popcorn. 

There's a triangle. Square. Some type of weird looking thingy. I guess that could be a turtle? 

I groaned internally and buried my face into my pillow. What am I even going anymore? I can't deal with myself. I feel bad for Mrs.Vivian and Mr.Dallas. They have to live with me. I laughed to myself at that.

Please. They are just as insane as I am. And they wouldn't deny that, either.

I smiled fondly at the thought of the two of them. They were technically my new parents. At least until I turned 18. If I wanted to lose all contact with them, I could. But, they had shown me so much love and care and tenderness in the past few days than my mom has in the past 17. Not to mention I was a complete and total stranger to them. Yet, they treated me like their own.

Knowing that, it gave me a little more hope in the world.

I rolled back onto my side and cuddled up to the pillow. School wouldn't be that bad tomorrow. Would it?

*****Time skip brought to you by RED ROBIN..... yum*****

When my alarm clock started to sing Sleeping With Sirens to me in my ear, I just wanted to slam it up against the wall. I'm not ready. I need more sleep. I laid in bed for a few more minutes, cherishing the warmth of my new, and not to mention very comfortable, bed. After about ten minutes I heard a soft know on the door.

"Lola, sweetie," Mrs Vivian said. "It's time to get up. Your first day at your new school!" Then she squealed. She legitimately squealed. I laughed to myself at how much of a kid she could be.

"Yes ma'am. I'm getting up now." I responded back, pulling the covers off me and exposing my mostly bare legs to the chill of the house.

I shiver as my feet touch the cold floor. Glancing or my clock, I realize I still have about thirty minutes to get ready. Which is more than enough time for me. After I hear the soft pad of Mrs Vivian walking away, I head to the closest to grab the outfit I had picked out.

The ripped skinny jeans mold to my body, only slightly uncomfortable. My Seether shirt slightly oversized, just the way I like it.  I brush my hair and try my best to make the part even. I decide to not do makeup today. If I'm going to be in this school for a while, might as well show my true colors the first day, not somebody who wants to fit in. Which I don't, if my Seether shirt says anything. After I grab my book bag from the corner of my room, I make my way downstairs.

When I make it to the bottom step, an amazing smell hits my nose. Bacon.

I walk into the kitchen to find everyone except Emerald sitting at the table. On the table there was a bunch of food, or, well, at least more than what I was used to seeing at one time. Bacon, ham, hasbrowns, waffles, and eggs littered the table in nice dishes. Not to mention the smell was amazing.

"Good morning, Lola! Are you ready for your first day?" Mrs.Vivian asked.

I sat down and shook my head. "No, not really. But. It has to come sometime or another."

Mr.Dallas laughed from the other sude of the table and Vivian slapped him playfully on the arm. "I'm sure you will be fine, honey."

I nodded and started to fill my plate up with the amazing food that surrounded me. As I was doing so, I heard footsteps on the stairs. I'm sure my eyes widened some, because wow.

Emerald was dressed in ripped skinny jeans, old Converses, and a red Pierce The Veil shirt that complimented her pale skin tone. She wore a little makeup, just enough to make her eyes pop, and her hair was done in curls.

I wiped the back of my hand over my mouth, because I was pretty sure that I was drooling. Not attractive. I turned back around in my chair and stuffed food in my mouth. Once again, not attractive. But, I'm pretty sure staring at your step-sister was considered weird.

Emerald sat down in the free seat next to me, making my heart speed up in my chest and my face to feel hot. She got her food, and everyone was quiet.

I finished what I had left on my plate, and stood up to take it to the kitchen. But, before I could, Vivian stopped me. "What are you doing, Lola?" I froze in my tracks and turned back around.

"Um. Taking this," I pointed to my plate, "to the sink?" I mentally face-palmed at how I sounded.

"No, sweetie. Don't worry about it. You worry about finishing getting ready for school. Speaking of which," she looked at Emerald, "do you mind taking Lola to school today? I would, but I have an early meeting."

Emerald looked back at me and I could see clearly in her eyes that she really did not want to, but she sighed and nodded anyways.

I set my plate back down on the table and went upstairs to brush my teeth. When I came back down, Emerald was waiting by the door somewhat patiently. I smiled slightly and she sighed again. "Are you ready?" She asked me.

This time it was me that sighed. "I suppose." She opened the front door and lead me to a Jeep that I somehow didn't notice before. "Nice car." I motioned my head to the Jeep.

She shrugged. "Thanks."

I got in as she started the car. As soon as we were out of the driveway, she blasted the rock station.

Well, I thought to myself as I rested my head on the window, maybe I will only die a little today.