she was here again. another place, another school. how many times did she have to move? after being "accidentally" pushed into a trash can, her mother decided to transfer her to high school number 10, now in a new place, new york. she was used to the bullies now, used to moving around.
clarke griffin wasn't what you'd call your average student. she suffered from adhd, which resulted in commentary throughout her schools. always tapping in class, never keeping still, it would even bother her teachers. she never had any friends, they would label her as crazy. it used to affect her a lot, she even thought of stealing some sleeping pills and ending it all. but she decided she could keep trying for at least one friend.
her mother was a rich, high class doctor. she saved many lives, it was her job. sadly, she couldn't save the life of her husband. clarke was informed that her father died when she was young. she didn't remember anything about him, while her mother, abby, remembered everything.
but here she was again. new school, new york. clarke was very smart, so she got into a good school. ark high school was its name, it was her school now, and clarke knew it wouldn't last long. she had to bring a doctors note for her adhd, which was treated with sympathy by principal, jaha.
"aw poor baby, we'll let all your teachers know, don't worry! and everyone will accept you here, don't worry, don't worry." and clarke knew that wasn't going to happen, but she thanked him and went to her classes.
as she expected, the day went by slowly. she made no friends, but no enemies so far. it wasn't that bad of a first day compared to her other schools. she just wished she was "like the other kids." she knew adhd didn't mean you were different, but she knew people treated it that way.
when she got home, her mom was cooking dinner, which smelled way better than her day at school.
"hi honey, how was your first day?" she asked without looking up.
"good, i guess." clarke shrugged and headed off to her room.
"wait clarke, the moving department told me something you might want to hear."
she turned, "this is a good neighborhood, right? what is it?"
"our neighbor, on the right side. she lives by herself, but they told us to be careful and not befriend her."
clarke cocked her head, confused. "why?"
"they told me she lived with someone last year, and they passed away; they were murdered. even though she was proven to have nothing to do with it, they still said she's crazy. so don't talk to her."
"i'm crazy too, mom." clarke sighed and went to her room before abby could say anything. it was going to be a long year, or while, for her. she thought of the girl next door, labeled as "crazy." maybe she could be her friend because she would respect her adhd unlike most people she knew. her mom wasn't home often, so she decided that when she wasn't, she would talk to the person next door.
the house that the mysterious person lived in was rotted with faded paint, but big. it looked like one of those creepy cliche-ass haunted houses. it made clarke chuckle. someone died in there right? the blonde had a thing for supernatural stuff, including the show.
the only way clarke could get the pain and stress of her bullies off of her was horror. horror movies, horror books, and most importantly, horror video games. her mom told her horror wasn't a normal way to relax but it was to her. a good night for her involved sipping a hot chocolate playing fnaf: sister location and finding all it's easter eggs. she would have to be stopped or she would play for days.
because it was a somewhat decent day for clarke, she made her hot chocolate and sat down on her favorite armchair by the window. she turned on saw 1 and watched her favorite trap, the reversed bear trap. in her opinion, it was jigsaw's best trap. she smiled and sipped her hot cocoa as amanda tore her roommate apart, searching for the key to unlock her trap. since clarke was finally having a good day, blue eyes getting lost into her movie, she was unaware of the girl next door staring at her through her window, watching her.
A/N: shout out to the saw series,, i love ,,
and shout out to fnaf sl ugh my fave,,
aND shout out to me for writing this at midnight (1:33 am to be exact)
AND also shout out to the adhd rep. it's kinda based on me cuz i have adhd so ive been in clarke's position before so yeah :-) LOVE U BBIES
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haunting her (heart) | clexa {ghost au}
Fanfiction"i'd give you my heart. literally." tw: intense gore, death, mention of self harm, emotional topics discussed
