I was sat on the bus listening to my music, tuning out, my eyes closed and my head leaned against the window. A smile played on my lips as my head slowly bops to the beat of the song. I feel the bus stop but since it wasn't my stop i ignored it and kept on listening to my song.
My eyes burst open as i realise that was my stop! I grab my bag while shouting and running to the front of the bus. "Wait! Stop the bus!" I scream and the bus suddenly stops with force throwing me forward onto the floor. I groan keeping my face low and covered in my hands. Please god tell me no one saw me. I keep my bright red face down and run off the bus with my bag and phone.
I spend and extra ten minutes to walk home rather than the usual five. I open the door to the apartment block and began to walk up the steps to my apartment. "Hey Rick." I greet my neighbour Richard. He didn't reply. Wait did i not say it outloud. Okay that awkward moment when you forget how to fricking talk. Goddammit Re! I walk into my apartment and throw my stuff onto the sofa and go to the fridge.
"I got your grades, Re." My aunt says walking up to me. I freeze in my track, grades, crap, hey when did she get here.
"Your grades are fucking shit!" She says slamming the piece of paper on the table. I get startled and jump back a bit making her only more angry.
"Why the hell don't you just fucking work! Why don't you just leave and get a job in Mcdonald cause thats what you're going to be doing for the rest of your life!" She shouts. I stay in silence i wasn't even 18 yet and she wanted me to live on my own?
She storms out of the kitchen and out of the apartment. I've always lived with my aunt, even though she raised me i felt like i was living with a stranger. I sigh and sit down in front of my laptop as i log into Tumblr.
I spend the next six hours on tumblr whilst earing cereal. I decide against waiting for aunt Serv and i just go to bed instead.
I hear a loud banging on the front door at three am, so with my duve wrapped around me i look into the peep hole and see an officer. I open the door and the police man is standing in his uniform with his phone out as he reads a document off of it.
"Ma'am, are you Reyeina Polling?" He asks me and i nod half asleep.
"Im afraid to inform you that Serva Polling, your aunt, guardian was stabbed when leaving Johnsons pub, she passed away." He stood there awkwardly.
" Who am i supposed to live with then?" I asked him trying to avoid the fact that Serv, was dead. She couldn't be i had only seen her a couple hours ago! I didn't want to beleive it.
"A man named George Dask, is coming to collect you, he will be your new gaurdian. He will be here at six am." The police man said. I just looked down and slowly shut the door. Who was this man? How could Serv be dead? No! This was all happening way to dadt and i dont like it! I wanna go back and forget that its over!
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Socially Inept
Teen FictionRe is what you would call "socially inept" she practically has the social abilities of a potatoe, and has no idea what shes doing with her life. When she moves to miami for her last year of high school her whole life gets flipped around. Want to kno...