Don't Help Me Mr.Fuentes

1-Hope

That's Kellin's room btw

~Kellin's P.O.V.~

I'm currently lounging on my bed bouncing my leg up and down in thought. You would probably have bet I would have thought in my 13 hour car ride to my new home town ,San Diego, but that car ride was occupied with sleep, music, and food. As much as I hated to pick up and leave the only 2 friends I had to move to a Brand new city I was still excited to finally get away from the man and all my problems. That was the old Kellin. The weak, anxious, and depressed Kellin. Before I got any deeper into thought my door creaked open revealing my father.

"Hey Kells, it's getting kinda late Hun. As much as you hate the idea of it you gotta go to school tomorrow. Just relax. It's the first day for everyone and the teachers know you are new." He ruffled my hair and slowly walked out. And as usual he forgot to close the god damn door. Will he ever learn to close it? Like seriously, bitch if the door is closed when you come in close it when you leave.

Looking at the clock I knew it was late. I popped two sleeping pills swallowing them dry. I texted my old best friend telling her goodnight like I did for the last 8 years of my life. As soon as I put my phone down it buzzed making me groan.

Tay ^.^ - good night too, boo! Sleep tonight and best wishes for tm. Maybe you'll find a hawt daddy. ;)))

I blushed a little at the last comment. I turned over and slipped my shirt off. I soon drifted off to sleep.

Next morning

My alarm started booming erupting me from my deep sleep. I whipped the little bit of dribble off my lip and internally screamed knowing I would be in school in a hour. I slipped into my gray skinny jeans, my old blink t, a black and white flannel and you guessed it my dark gray toms. I pushed the supplies for school off my desk into my bookbag and slung it onto my shoulder. As I ran down the stairs I fumbled with my hair. Shit. I pulled out a couple strands. Curse my stress. I choked down a pop tart after I left my dad a note saying I was leaving for school. Just for precautions I grabbed a empty water bottle and filled it a quarter of the way with vodka. Hey, don't judge. You never know when you need a shot... Or four. I locked my front door and stood there for a few seconds mentally excepting my death. I trudged to my Ford Fusion and got in. I smiled when makedamnsure came on the radio. Maybe today wouldn't be the end of the world.

I pulled into the schools parking lot eyeing up a boy maybe a little bit older then me. Dark brown wavy hair that frames his face. A cute nose with a shiny accessory. Standing a little shorter then me. And in that moment I realized not only is this day not going to be literal death but maybe it's gonna be good. Well depending on how fast I can get in his pants....

Hey I know this is super short but the other chapters are going to be longer I just wanted to set up the story! please read vote and comment. Love you guys. This book should be 25-40 chapter.

~opal