science, magic & secrets ( a yogscast fan fiction )

The start of it all

{read all the way through, you may be confused at first. also, SORRY IT'S SO LONG}

I brushed my long dark brown hair and bangs that flopped into my ocean blue eyes and glasses as I got ready for the day. I had an unusual style of fashion: a forest green skirt that flowed to almost my knees, a bright pink singlet, pumpkin orange fingerless gloves that went up to my elbows, and black ballet flats.

" Alright trista, ready to go?" my brother, Lewis, asked me as he adjusted his shoulder bag.

" Yeppers." I said, plastering on a fake smile as we headed out to the front door.

" Your not going to leave without saying goodbye to your own mother are you?" a voice asked me cheekily behind me. I turned around to see my mother standing there in her pyjamas.

" Of corse I'm leaving without saying bye. I hate you." I said sarcastically as I went up and hugged her.

" Bye." I said before kissing her on the cheek and heading out the door with Lewis.

" You know, you really shouldn't say that, even if you are joking." Lewis warned me as we got into his car.

" Why? she knows that I really do love her." I said.

" I know, but one day your going to actually hate her and she's going to actually think your joking and she won't try to help you with how your feeling. Then after a while you'll think no one cares about you, then you'll try and commit suicide... again." he explained as he started the car and we drove off.

" I guess you have a point there..." I said in defeat.

" you haven't been cutting again, have you?" he asked me. at least we're not talking about my suicide attempt.

" Not since Friday." I honestly said.

" That was 3 days ago trista, Please try not to break this streak." he said, eyes on the road.

" you haven't told mum and dad yet have you?!" I asked in a panic.

" No, no I haven't. I think you should tell them though." he said.

" And how do you suppose I do that? 'oh hey mum, dad, what's up? just thought if let you know that I'm a self-harming, suicidal 16 year old girl and the entire student body at my school all hate me. Would you like something from the store down the road while I'm out?'. does that sound like the best way?" I asked.

"Alright, no need to be cheeky. but I'm just worried about you. if you tell them then they could help you." he said.

" Ill think about it." I said as I averted my eyes out the window. Lewis is the only one that knows about my cutting and he stopped me from commuting suicide. he's the only one I trust with this kind of stuff and he was the only one who stood up for me at school when he went there last year, but now he works at the science lab full time instead of part time like the previous 2 years. I've always admired Lewis, he's been my best, and only, friend I've ever had. he used to have a friend years ago, named Simon, but he moved away to another part of the world. a more isolated place actually, but they still keep in touch and sometimes they visit each other.

" Thanks for letting me tag along." I spoke up.

" It's fine, just don't get in the way of the other scientists." he said.

" Of corse... but could I possibly do some sciencie thingies? it would be derping fantastic!" I asked excitedly.

" Maybe. but remember I'm only an assistant scientist, nothing to important, so they may say no to that." he said.

" Fair enough." I said as the car stopped. we got out of the car and walked into this tall building with the words 'yoglabs' written on the front in big writing.