My Escape

Chapter 1

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

"Great, it's a new day at a new school. I can't wait to meet nobody and hangout by myself. Good thing that there is only 3 years of high school left. Then I won't have to deal with everybody's Bull-crap." I say sarcastically pulling myself up into a sitting position. I stood up and went into my closet. I grabbed a My Chemical Romance shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. I looked into my mirror that was next to my dresser to see my blue hair tangled and ratted up. I grabbed my hairbrush and tugged on my hair combing the way I usually comb it. I brush it and straighten my hair to where it is scene style. I grab my black beanie and pull it on.

"Amelia, you are going to be late on your first day of school!" My dad shouted from downstairs.

"I'm coming. Hold on!!" I say sprinting to the bathroom. I put on some eyeliner, eye-shadow, and some mascara. I run down the stairs to the point I almost fall down. My bag is down by the table I grab and apple and my bag and go to the car where my dad is waiting for me. I pull the door closed when we begin to pull out of the driveway.

As we drove down the road it got really quiet so I reached to the radio and put in my Black Veil Brides CD. I turned on my favorite song and blasted it. It was called In The End when the words began to blare, I started to sing along but, when the guitars kicked in I began to head bang. My dad laughed because this is what I usually did with him in the car.

You see, ever since my older brother Derrick past away, things have never been the same with my dad and I. Derrick died in a car accident he was in the passenger seat and his buddy, who was drunk may I add, decided to go and drive him home. Of course Derrick agreed since it was almost past his curfew. They began driving down the road and his buddy saw a deer, swerved to the right and hit a tree. Derricks buddy, let's call him John, lived. Derrick was the only one in the vehicle that past away. Derrick was 19 years old, and may I add, that I look so much like him. My dad and I have a complicated relationship. Since Derrick past on, Dad hasn't looked at me the same because we looked so much alike.

Before I knew it, we were already at my school. Rockford high school is known mainly for there sports, not so much the academics.It's a class A school for sports so we get to play the best teams around we usually beat everybody so every single year we get a trophy. That's why our trophy case is so full. I walked past the sign that should've said," Welcome to another year in hell."

I've been going to this school since I was 5. I've never had very many friends and I never really belonged anywhere in the cliques. I would usually drift from one to another trying to find a place I belonged but that usually never happened. When it was recess, I would just chill out in a corner and color in the sand. By my first year of high school, it wasn't too bad until the fact that somebody found out I was Gay. Rumors spread about me and that's when I started to get beat up. It was usually by the preppy kids too.

I grabbed my backpack, told my dad I loved him, and ran into the school doors. I immediately ran to the bathroom to put on some light pink lip gloss and ran to my locker. I looked down at my schedule as I was shoving everything into my locker. First hour I had culinary arts. Second hour I had Geometry. Third hour I had US History. Fourth hour I had English. Fifth hour I had science.

**I can't wait till first hour. I love to cook!!**

I thought to myself silently. I grabbed my blue binder from the bottom of my locker and turned around. When I did, a snobby prep shoved me.

"Watch where you're going you stupid emo." He said walking away laughing.

**Great, this is how it's gonne be throughout the year, isn't it?**

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AUTHORS NOTE:

Hello!! Thank you for reading the first part of my story, I hope you enjoyed it. If you want to correct anything (not saying you have too) feel free to message me. If you think something needs to be added, message me and I'll fix it. Comment, Vote, and Like-it-up. :D :D