'No one can lie, no one can hide anything, when he looks directly into someone's eyes.' ~Paulo Coelho
The mortician's daughter by Black Veil Brides began to play through the speakers I had attached to my cell phone. I began to sing along as I drew and Maggie laid on my warm lap.
I never knew what I wanted to draw never did. As I blew off the eraser shavings and broken pieced of lead the page revealed a picture of an eye all in pencil. As I pulled it away from my face I could see pain and hurt in it. It was about '6:15am' when I checked my phone and I decided I would start to get ready. I rubbed my eyes and put my glasses (polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=86379619) on so I can actually see. 'Beep!' I heard my phone set a little tone notifying me of a text message. I sauntered to my phone and saw a text from my older brother:
Oli: Hey! You up stinker? I'm coming to visit you today I'll pick you up after school!
Jay: Sweet, and you know me. Of course I'm up, have been for a while. Yay! Will Curtis be coming also?
Oli: Sissy? How much sleep did you get last night? and yeah Curtis will be coming also.
Jay: ... enough. I'll ttyl I can't be late! Bye!
Oli: Ugh fine but we'll be talking about your sleep later! We'll pick you up in the office at 3 sharp.
*End of Conversation*
As soon as I was finished getting ready (polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=86376841) I grabbed the keys for my little truck and went to school. My school had a yucky green color to it that made no sense since our school colors were Red and Yellow. <ew> I really hated my school. I got picked on a lot, my grades suck, and my teachers HATE me. I actually mean hate. I walked into the school to hear the loud chatter of the preps that were talking about Justin Bieber, Nikki Manaj, and the always annoying one direction. I put my ear buds in and walked down the dreaded hallways. I saw a few girls in tight white short shorts and flowing belly shirts(polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=86381024) look at me oddly with my long black hair straightened with my Asking Alexandria band tank top on matching my black tight's that had rips. I didn't hear the little whispers and giggles over 'Hello Fascination' by Breathe Carolina playing, and I mouthed along to the lyrics:
Here's to you, glorify, my darlings, are you satisfied?
Here's to you, criticize, my darlings, are you satisfied?
You build me up just to break me down
You're being loud without a sound
You paste me in just to cut me out
Hello fascination
You've dug my grave, but I pushed you in
I didn't give life to you, but you took it from me
But now I'm taking it back, I know you wanna push me
Here's to you, glorify, my darlings, are you satisfied?
Here's to you, criticize, my darlings, are you satisfied?
You build me up just to break me down
You're being loud without a sound
You paste me in just to cut me out
Hello fascination
You're questioning the answers of the faith you've put in me [x2]
You've dug my grave [x2]
You build me up just to break me down
You're being loud without a sound
You paste me in just to cut me out
Hello fascination
[x2]
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Hello fascination
My first two classes went by in a flash. One more block and then lunch where I can go let Maggie out and eat a sammich or something. <yes sammich not sand-which> It was social class, my favorite. I took my ear buds out and put them in my bag as I took out a notebook and mechanical pencil. My teacher came into the room and screamed, awakening everyone that was half asleep. Miss.larew giggled as her blue curls bounced along. Yes she has blue hair and is in love with Sleeping with Sirens. How do I know? (polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=86381971) I wonder what she'd do if she knew that I know Justin Hills personally. In my social class there was two preppy girls who sat on the back and giggled and texted all class. They annoyed me at times but Miss.larew calmed me down. Miss.larew forgot some papers in her office and had to go get them so she told us to socialize for a while. Of course I opened my notebook and began to sketch out 'Suicide Silence' in cool letters I saw on graffiti one day. As I finished 'Suicide' on my drawing I felt a tap on my shoulder and as soon as I turned around to see who it was I felt an anger filled punch press against my pale cheek.
<Who is it? Will Jay get in trouble?>
