Lost and Found

Chapter 1: My Life So Far

I was about 6 when my dad left my mom for an other girl. I've never seen him or talked to him and he never made an effort to try to talk to me or my older brother. My mom then started pushing my brother and I away, she would always stay out late, she never made any time for us, she even forgot my birthday. But I guess that's life.

My name is Lane Joseph, and my brother is Tyler Joseph. I'm 16 years old and Tyler is 17 years old. We get along pretty well if you ask me, we had a few fights mainly on bananas, he hates them and he hates when I eat them in front of him. My mom had to force feed him bananas from when he was 4 to 15.

Tyler's best friend is Josh they do EVERYTHING together. Tyler is a little clingy to Josh, he follows him everywhere at school, and when they are apart in classes they schedule at certain time to go to the 'bathroom' just so they can hang out. Unlike Tyler I have no one to do that with at lest not anymore. My friend Sydney moved away a few years ago. Since then I haven't made any friends. People push me away and exclude me from everything. I also get bullied by the same group of girls everyday. I never told anyone about it and I never will. I don't need or want anyone's pettiness.

I live in a small town in Ohio, not many people here, the population is maybe 150 people.

"Lane?" Tyler asked as he pushed open my bedroom door.

"Yeah?" I answered turning off my music.

"Mom isn't gonna be home till tomorrow morning. So I was wondering if you want to come over to Joshs' house with me." Tyler said sitting at the end of my bed.

"Yeah, that'd be nice." I smiled.

"Great, are you ready now?" He said standing up.

"Uh...." I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair is still in a messy ponytail with my bow, and in wearing black skinny jeans with my Fall Out Boy tank top.

"Yeah." I said turning to Tyler.

"Let's go." He said.

We walked out of the house and headed down the road. Josh lived a few houses down the road so it's not long till we arrive.

Tyler knocked on his door and Josh opened the door and they did their handshake. It's long and confusing to me. Josh opened the door wider so we could walk in.

"Lane, Abby is upstairs in her room if you wanna-" I cut Josh off.

"No it's fine, I will just hang around with you guys. If that's okay." I said.

"Yeah, yeah that's fine." Tyler said.

Abby and I aren't really the best of friends. She's one of the girls who hate me for no reason.

I followed Josh and Tyler up to Joshs' room. I sat in the bean bag he had in the corner of his room. I pulled out my phone and checked my messages, I had a few. They said

From Jessica: Whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore. I've been practicing my spelling :)

From Abby: Slut bag. Go die.

From Sarah: Hey hope your day is going horrible. If it is then go hang yourself.

After I read the messages I put my phone on my lap. I looked around the room and tried to think of something else. My eyes looked over at Josh, he was smiling and laughing at what Tyler just said. I've liked Josh for ever and I never told anyone not even Tyler, and I tell Tyler mostly everything.

Tyler and Josh are talking about how much they hate bananas and how they would kill all of them so no one would suffer from the smell and taste. I swear they are children trapped in a teens body.

"I still can't believe Lane likes bananas." Josh said looking over at me.

"What can I say, they are good." I say.

"Spawn of Satan!!" Tyler yelled jumping on the bed.

"Attack!" Josh yelled.

They both grabbed pillows and started hitting me.

"Hey! This isn't fair! I don't have a weapon!" I laughed.

Tyler threw me a pillow and they both started attacking me again. I started to defend my self.

"Shut the hell up!" Abby yelled busting through the door.

I tried not to make any eye contact with her but failed. She gave a death look and mouthed "Bitch." I looked away.

"Sorry, damn." Josh said slowly sitting back down.

Abby closed the door and I went back to the corner and sat on the bean bag chair. My phone then chimed

From Abby: I hope you end up killing yourself.