Counting the Stars and Scars

Chapter 1~Just another day.

Heyyyyyy. So you guys I want to write this story because I've had my share of depression. So I want to write a story that'll make you smile. So here ya go. P.S- what's in italics, it's her conversations with her demons. Okay? Okay.
Kat's POV.
"Even in our darkest times, we find strength to carry on~" Yeah. That's my alarm clock. Kellin Quinn. I hop out of bed and sigh to myself. It's my 3rd week of a 9th grader, and I already get bullied. It's not fun. I pick out my outfit. Black skinny jeans, a Sleeping With Sirens shirt, and some black vans. I do my hair, and apply my eyeliner, mascara and such. I put on my bracelets and sigh at the reason.

"Maybe just once real quick? They are waiting for you Kat." "No. Not today." And that is one of my demons. They drag me too my hell. Anywho, I go downstairs and I make a pancake. I apply very little Nutella, and whip cream. "But Kat, your going to get fat. And if you do, the razors are waiting~" "but I'm hungry. So sh." "Fine. But keep my offer~" I eat not half of the pancake and I go to my moms room. I only have my mom. No one else. My dad left us. I kiss my mom goodbye on the cheek, and start walking to the bus waiting outside. I'm the first one to get picked up so yeahhhh.

I get my usual first seat on the bus. I want to go in the back, but all of the populars/bullies go there. I pull out my earphones, and start to listen to "Heroine" by Sleeping With Sirens. It's my favorite band. The bus passes by houses and I'm calmly staring out the window. I prepare my self because we're about to pass by Kylie's house. She's my bully, and picks on me everyday. The bus stops, and I curl into a ball.

Kylie yanked out my headphones and threw her apple core at my face. "Oh, sorry. I thought you were trash can. Wait, you are! Hahah!!" The bus driver just stared and kept on driving. What a dick. The bus got to school and I walked to my regular corner. But Kylie labeled it as the emo corner. I saw my best friend, Kyle. "Hey Kyle. What're you doing?" He was still curled into a ball. "Kyle? Why are you wearing your sweater today? It's like 3000 degrees."

No answer. I hear his music. Better Off Dead by Sleeping With Sirens. Cool. He looks up to me with pain in his eyes. He jumps up and embraces me into a big hug. "I couldn't take it anymore, Kat. My parents keep fighting." "Don't be sad. We all do stupid shit. I'm here if you get want to talk." "Y-yeah." "Can you show me your wrists?" He pulls his sleeves and shows every mark, scar, and memory.

"Oh baby, it's okay. It's not that bad." "The bell rang. Let's go" We have the exact same schedule. It's pretty cool. We first have Math. It.is.hell. I walk in the classroom and sit at my group. I can tell they despise me. Well then.

Well there's the first chapter! It's cool, I uploaded this in math class lol.-natsu1357