Escape

Chapter one.

Here it goes. Another day..
I hear my alarm on my phone.. Playing what's up by four non blondes to be exact.. I always set my alarm really early so I can play on my phone awhile before school. I check all my social media. Nothing. I check my texts. Nothing.
I just take a deep breath closing my eyes trying to get the tiny bit of motivation I beg for before I go to school. I get up and get dressed. Wearing my black skinny jeans and a dead milkmen shirt. Always gotta have band t-shirts of course. I rush down stares trying to avoid my foster parent who honestly is quite nice. But super awkward to be around and we don't really agree on a lot of things. He's a Catholic preacher. I've been living with him for a while and luckily he let me keep my motorcycle which I thought he would not approve of. I arrived at a new school. It's the first day. Everyone is in their own groups doing their own thing. I park my motorcycle and took off my helmet. I walked up to the entrance of the school greeted by jocks and popular girls. Giving me awkward suspicious stares. Guessing they never seen someone like me before. I mean I do have short dark purple longer on the top and shaved on the side. The day went fine other than the fact I couldn't find a seat at lunch so I asked to sit in the office. They didn't like that. Or me. I basically got a long with everyone. Well I didn't talk to anyone and no one talked to me. That's getting along. Finally, I get to go back to the house. As I was walking to my bike that's parked away from every other car, a group of girls and their boyfriends came up to me. I just kinda stopped didn't really know what to do. I mumbled a "hi"....
"Uh. Ya? Anywaysssss who are you? You look kinda weird" the taller girl blonde haired girl said. You could just tell these girls and boys were up to no good!..
"Umm? No one" I said breaking the circle walking in between all of them. The blonde girl. Chelsea.
Looked shocked and said "um excuse you?" " Ya?" I said turning around very confused on why these people were interacting with me. " ugh, another emo. I just came to say we are kinda umm.. The popular kids here. We either can be friends or enemies no in between" she said putting her hands on her hips giving me a sassy look. " well.. I don't even know you" I said looking at them all. " alrighty? Be a loser then! Sit alone ! We don't even hang with Emos anyway! You depressing brat" she said walking a step closer. " what?" I laughed "I'm not emo! Haha I have a style doesn't make me emo. I'm not depressed actually I'm happy. I don't want to be friends with people who don't care about anyone else but themselves sorry.." I said hopping on my motorcycle. The bigger taller jock said with a deep angry voice "you better watch yourself loser.." I put on my full face helmet gave her a look and shut the eye piece and drove off.