The Best Story Ever

chapter 1 - Touché

I wake up to the sound of birds chirping.

"Are you up yet?" My mother yelled

"Yes mom." I said jumping out of bed.

My father died when I was 5. He got smashed at his job, he was a construction worker. Someone crazy worked there and just smashed him with a wrecking ball.

I walked towards the stairs and then BOOM, I fell on all 30 steps. I think it was 30 steps.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" My brother asked

"We don't use that freaking language in this house." My mother said looking deep into my brothers soul.

"Idiot." My brother mumbled. I don't know why my brother hated me. I never get a break.

"I gonna get dressed. I don't even know why I came down here."

My mother didn't pay attention to me and my brother was too busy eating.

I carefully walked upstairs and got in my room. I put on a plain white shirt and boyfriend jeans. Sometimes I didn't wear shoes but today I wore sandals.

I walk out without saying bye or anything, I  didn't even breakfast.

I didn't have friends even though I looked like a model and had the sweetest personality but the people at my school were stupid unlike me, the teachers pet.

Once I got to school I saw him. My one true love, Harry. He may have hated me but I loved him so much, just wish he'll notice me. I know what to do!

I threw a rock at him.

"WHO THE HELL THREW THAT!" he yelled, he still sounded beautiful yelling, but I'm sure in the hell dead.

He looked at me dead in the eye, okay maybe this was a bad idea, well of course it was a bad idea.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!" he yelled while pushing me like a maniac. Where in the world are all the teachers?

"It was just a rock-"

"I DON'T CARE, MESS WITH ME AGAIN AND YOU'RE GONNA GET IT"

I mouthed the words "touché"

I looked around only to find half the school looking at me.

"Why ya'll acting like this is the first time this happened? Find your own interesting life." I say rolling my eye's

Harry gave them a "she's right" look

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I walked to the cafeteria and of course I see Liam walking my way. He's obsessing over me since 8th grade.

"What do you want Liam?"

"I want my fucking stuff you idiot."

"Stop obsessing over me Liam. We are O-V-E-R, okay?" It's true I did have a boyfriend that was when I was in 8th grade though, but he still likes me but I'm clearly over him.

"Emily I fucking serious I want my stuff, now. Plus, I don't want you, remember I broke up with you." He said pointing at me. In the 9th grade I stole some of things because I was crazy back then, plus I gave away all his things in a garage sell.

"But you knew you made a mistake so you want me back. Also call me Emi, it sounds better." I said almost rolling my eye's.

He looked at for a long 5 seconds then walked past me while pushing me.

"Rude, I only let Harry push me."

I finally walked to the cafeteria and sat down since I don't eat lunch here because the food it's self is depressing.

Since I have no friends I sat down at a table with Miley.

I looked at her while she licked her plate multiple times even though nothing was on it.

Might be surprising that I don't have friends but everyone talks to me.

"So heard you were gonna be in that talent show, so you can play an instrument?" she randomly asked

"No, surprisingly I'm singing. My mother has always told I could sing every good." I smiled uncontrollably

"Can I hear you sing something?"

I nod and started sing beautiful lyrics to the "Zoey 101" theme song. After I finished singing I looked at her knowing that she'd probably hate my voice cause I suck but I wanted to show my mom I was brave.

"T... that was, good." she said with a cringey look on her face trying to hold a smile.

"Oh my gosh think you. I thought I was a bad singer."

Miley's pov

She's honestly the worst singer's ever. She like one of those terrible singer's on X Factor. But I'm not gonna be rude to her face, all I can say is that she's outta luck when that talent show comes.

"T...that was, good." I said making a cringey face.

"Oh my gosh think you. I thought was a bad singer." did she just say think you instead of thank you? I mean she's in school why is she still stupid? Also she wasn't wrong when she said she thought she was a bad singer.

"Well I got to go to... to my friend Sharkeshia. We're werking on a project." I said while starting to twerk.

I ran faster than a wolf.

Emily's pov

Well... at least she liked my singing.

I saw her about to twerk because she has twerkpobia ever since 7th grade. But I'm not judging- nope I'm definitely judging.

Well this was nice, no but for real it was. This is really good this proves that I could sing at the talent show with no problem or so.