Love will never forget

Chapter One: Welcome to my silly life

The names Emily. Emily Rose Foster. I'm the type of girl you don't ever notice.Don't ever care about. Yep,that's me. The loser of the school. The big slut. Call me whatever you want. It could just break me or I could just forget about what you said. Does it matter?

The alarm on the table next to me rang loudly in my right ear. I pushed myself up from the bed. I flipped over to my back and slammed my fist on the alarm to shut it up. I moaned and fell straight outta bed with a loud thunk and my blankets falling on me. I shoved them off with a grunt and went to my closet. I thrust them open and felt my left arm pop. I picked out the clothes I needed and went to take a shower before Father would yell at me.

I ran across the narrow, short hallway to the bathroom. I slammed the door and locked it. I turned on the shower head and began to undress. I stepped in and the hot water burned my skin and I yelped and jumped out. I turned the water to a bit colder tempature and I stepped in and began.

About five minutes later, I got out and began to get dressed. I got into my usual, just a plaid shirt and some jeans that were ripped at the knees because of me constantly getting shoved down. I sat down and began putting on one of my dirty white socks and noticed a hole where my big toe was and wiggled it and shook my head. I put on the other one as I stumbled up, hopping and trying to put it on but I managed.

I went out into the hall and shut my door quietly before running down the spiril staircase. I ran and leaped over the couch to the kitchen where I smelled farm fresh eggs being grilled. It smelled good considering the fact that my Dads a bad cook. I was suprised to not see the house burnt down.

"Morn."I said as I sat down on a chair furthest from the fridge and closer to my two brothers, Larson and Mick. Larson being the eldest and Mick being my three years younger brother.

Dad slapped the two eggs on my plate. I licked my lips and imediatly ate them up in hunger. He smiled.

"Somebodys hungry!" He said with a slight laugh. I put the pan in the sink and washed it off then putting it in the dishwasher, starting it up on high.

I got finished quickly and got up."What are you getting up for. Are you thinking that it'll be a good day?" Mick said in disgust, making faces at me. I glared at him.

"Shut up you little dick." I taunted. I left the room, just a little pissed. I ran to the door and shoved on some sneakers and grabbed my black backpack. I put it over my right shoulder. The boys quickly came running out as my father yelled at them to hurry. Mick shoved me against the wall so he could get his tennisshoes.

"Next time," He began and looked at me with a smirk on his face and beady eyes. "Move out of the way. "He said as he did a fake smile and rolled his eyes as he grabbed his batman backpack and ran outside to catch the bus.

"Sorry for the way he treats you. Shit!"Larson said then burst out the door with his bag unzipped. Luckily he got on the bus but I ran out just in time as it left.

Then one of the windows near the front opened as I hit the side walk, the bus going down the road. Javier and Lucinda popped their bitchy heads out."Looks like you missed the bus!" Javier laughed. "Again!" Her and Lucinda burst out laughing so did their friends, the jocks, Nigel and CO.

I ran after the bus but began to slow down at the curb. I sat down and looked at the ground as a tear fell. Another came rushing to my eye but I blinked it away. I crossed my arms against my chest and started to sob loudly. By now Dad would be at work so I had no chance to do shit...

Cars passed by as I sobbed on and on. They didn't give a care in the world. Nobody did. Why? Why me? Out of all the people in this damned world, why me...