Daddy's Little Girl

Chapter 7- Saved By the Bell

Chapter 7- Saved By the Bell

(Anyone know that show?)

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"You know you will be starting school soon right Stephanie?" My mother says standing by my doorway. I shrug keeping my eyes on my computer not bothering to look up, already knowing she is looking at me with eyes of worried. I guess she realized I haven't touched my dinner in the last couple of days... whatever I'll just deny and say I've had a big lunch or whatever. Mostly I just told my roomies that i'm not hungry and they would be fine with that. I really miss my friends, I mean we spent a lot of time together, me and Hannah where there on the first day together and Bri came around 8th grade.

"Sweaty lunch is downstairs if you want some." She tries to make a conversation again. I look at her and think of my excuse.

"I had a big break feast." I say simply but I take it back when she stares at me knowingly.

"No you didn't Stephanie. You haven't came out of your room all day." I suddenly wish I went with the 'not hungry' exuse. "Stephanie are you okay? Do I need to call a doctor?" My mom asks suddenly with an upset tone in her voice.

"Mom I'm just not hungry okay?" I snap.

"Your never hungry!" She says throwing her hands up, "Sweaty we are trying to help you but we can't if you don't tell me whats going on." 

"I'm fine." I say looking at her in the eye, finally she sighs and nods.

"Well, food is ready when you want it." She want out of the room leaving me. I shake my head taking a deep breath. Fuck I whisper putting my head in my hands. 

I close my eyes tightly and curl up into a ball. School, you do not know how much I hated my school. Everyone judges you, they all have something to say, some word to bring you down, something is in their mind, they make you feel weak. I hate those people. They all seem to like me very much, since they never left me alone. And then theirs the people who make you feel worse than you already are, they call you names, they shove you into lockers, they push you, punch you, the hurt you inside and out. I avoided those people, thank god.

I can never say the same for each school, some are small, some are huge. I heard this one is small yet not that small, like the school where rumors spread like a wild fire, everyone knows the groups, but not everyone knows all the names, and all the tiny details.

My boarding school was huge, if you were on the west wing you new the people on the west wing. If you were on the East wing you knew the people on the East wing.

I hated school. Correction- I hate school.

1 WEEK LATER 

I wish my alarm was like in the movies where it was a simple 'beep beep beep' but no mine is the damn war shouting in my ear to get up.  I have school today, Summer's over. Fuck me. I now have to go to school and freaking learn pointless shit I won't remember in a few years! And I have no idea what this school is like, I have no friends their, so yeah. I'm screwed. I say I'll be sitting alone for the year. I'm not the person people just walk up to, I don't know why.

I look at my alarm, 3:34am. Groaning I sit up and put a hand on my head. 

My hair is probably a mess. It's always a mess, I can't ever get it to be right. What's wrong with me?

I shake my head and slump out of bed, and walk to my bathroom. I was up until 10pm reading symptoms, turns out I'm bipolar, and have anorexia. I can't say I didn't know that. Food just makes me want to... you know puke. I gag at the smell of fating stuff. I'm already fat enough.