"Julianna! Waking up shouldn't be this hard! Did you not get enough sleep last night? C'mon you'll be late! Hurry and eat breakfast- my God, you look like a train wreck! Please, oh please do something with your ha-"
"Mom! I get it! Can you just leave me alone for ten minutes! I promise I'll be ready by then."
She stared before she said anything. I could see the obvious shock on her face and just knew how badly she wanted to pull me by my tangled hair for snapping at her. Before she could turn away without another word, I grabbed her arm and apologized and used the same excuse that I'm just cranky when I wake up. This is how it goes everyone morning, literally. Her yelling is how and I wake up and me crying is how I end up back to sleep. I want to sit down and have a talk with my mom, she doesn't understand that waking up it's like a nightmare to me; it's just the start to another bullshit day!
She accepted my apology and left me alone to get ready. I threw on my usual long sleeve T-shirt and jeans, tried to tame my tangle hair and went downstairs. The scent of sweet and delicious waffles filled my nose- I hated it. I do not like sweet things, and trust me you wouldn't either if a bully in the sixth grade stuffed a whole buch of candies down your throat after halloween. I missed almost a whole week of school because of the damn tummy ache I got!
"Eat something, dear." I shook my head 'no' to my mother who held a plate stacked with enough food to feed two grown men. "Please, just one waffle!" I hesitated and thought about it. "No." I said firmly this time and saw the look of disapointment flash across her face.
"I just want you to be healthy."
"I am healthy."
Ever since we went to the doctor and I've lost weight, my mom has been on my case about eating more often when everyone knows I suck up food like a vacuum sucks up dirt. "Look mom, I've got to get going, I'll see you when I get home." She nodden then snapped her head up, "I almost forgot! I'm not gonna be home for a while, I've got a date.'
"Oh oka- wait? A what?"
"A date. Why is that so shocking to you?" I looked at her and just shook my head. "Uh um nothing, it's just that I'm glad you're finally moving on." Her eyes almost filled with tears but she held them back. "Yeah... me too." I quickly changed the subject as I got my stuff together, "Does this mean Joey can come over?" She nodded with a light smile and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Of course he can come over honey, now go before you become late!"
I went out the door and headed to school. Yes, I walked because I was only five minutes away.
On the way I decided I'd ditch one of my classes today. Don't get me wrong, I'm a pretty decent student but I need to take breaks every once in a while. I reached my destination aka hell hole aka my town's high school.
Every class I've been into has been pretty boring so far, but none as bad as math. I absolutely adore math, the only problem is the perverted teacher; it doesn't take a genius to know the guy has a thing for certain kids in my class- yes, boys and girls. 'I'll ditch this one...' I thought as I went up to Mr. Pedro Pedo telling him that I don't feel well.
"Oh, really dear? I wish there was something I could do to take the pain away...", he stared at me for a second with a creepy smile, "but, sadly I can't so you are excused. Feel better, Hun." I nodded trying to hold back from saying something I'd regret. I would love to just blurt out 'creepy old man' right now, but it's not the time for it. I passed the nurses office, the place where I'm supposed to be, and went right out the school's door. I didn't wanna go home, but I didn't know where exactly to go. I decided on just going to the park where nobody would be right now unless they ditched like me. I arrived at the park and surprisingly I saw people, all guys who were apparently having a good time. I sat down on my swing and took my cigaret out, then started searching for my light. After about a couple minutes of searching I hear a deep voice next to me.
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Ch. 1
Teen FictionAfter childhood, we all learn that life isn't fun and games anymore. We're all stressed and depressed, but how do you handle it? Different people, different ways; but some use pills and cigarettes.