Sylvia POV
(Sylvia pick above)
Hey. My name is Sylvia Mathews. Um... It's hard describing myself. I have long(ish) blonde hair. I have stereotypical blue eyes. Everyone says "She's a blonde with blue eyes! She's dumb!" Or "I like a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes!".
I hate my hair and eye color.
But I can't dye my hair because I don't know what color to dye it! Then I'll choose one and regret it. Then I will have to change it. Then I won't like that color so then I will change it again! Do you see the problem here?
I'm 16 years old. I don't look 16. I'm 5'1 and childish.
I think that's enough information about me, right?
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"Sylvia! Get you're butt up!" My annoying older brother, Allen, said. I groaned and got out of bed. I walked to my closet and picked out my outfit: a white t-shirt that said "socially constipated", black ripped jeans, and black converses.
I love converses! It's the only shoe I wear besides UGS.
It doesn't take long for me to pick out a outfit. I'm not normal. I walked in it my OWN bathroom and brushed my teeth. I brushed my long(ish) hair and put it up into a messy bun. Basically me trying to do a bun but messed it up so I say messy bun so I don't look stupid.
I looked around for my book bag and found it laying in the corner. I grabbed my book bag and headed down the carpeted stairs. I found Allen and my mom, Nancy, and my step-dad,bob, sitting at the dining table. I rolled my eyes and sat down.
Let's just say bob and I don't see eye to eye.
"Morning" bob said. "Morning, bob" I retorted. "I told you, you can call me dad." Bob said. "And I told you that I never will." I scoffed. "Why?" Bon asked calmly. "When you stop controlling me! I can listen to whatever I want, watch whatever I want, eat whatever I want, and do and say Whatever I want" I said and crossed my arms.Bob isn't my real dad so I'm not gonna treat him like one.
2 years ago
"Everyone, this is Bob. You're new dad" my mom suddenly said with no warning as we met in the living room in my old house. "Kids, we are moving to Maine!" My mom and bob said in unison. "What!? No! I don't know who you are or where you came from but I certainly don't want you around! You can't just change our life without warning!" My 14 year old self yelled.
"Sylvia Mathews! Watch you're mouth! Change is for the better. Go pack you're stuff" my younger moms said pointing to my room.
Back to reality
" I'm leaving for school. Bye" I said in anger and left. I got into my blue Ford F-150 and blasted country music. Bob made us a vegetarians, banned country music, gave me a Curfew, and threw all of my pierce the VIEL shirts, how do you expect me to like that dude!?
I drove to school which was 10 minutes at the max away from my school. When I got to school I met up with my very limited amount of friends: Chloe,Lizzie and mason. "Sup" I said. "Syl, Brandon and Julia broke up!" Lizzie began gossiping. I rolled my eyes and looked at mason. He shrugged. Lizzie has the biggest crush on Brandon mines but she won't ask him out because she too chicken.
"Just ask him out already!" I said surprisingly loud making everyone look at me as we wait outside to enter the school. "Shhhh" Lizzie shushed me. "If you don't walk over there and ask him out I will do it." I said. "You're so bad at asking people out. I'll rather do it" she said. "I am not" I defended myself. "Yes you are" mason and Chloe said in unison. I scolded.
"Chloe, come with me please" Lizzie asked. "I can come" I said before Chloe responded. "You're gonna embarrass me, if you do" Lizzie said. I scoffed. It's not my fault that I like to embarrass my friends.
I'm such a great friend. (Sarcasm)
"Come on Chloe" Lizzie said and grabbed Chloe. "How are you and Savannah?" I randomly asked mason. Savannah: a cocky,popular,girly, girl who mason is dating. Mason: tall, play on the football team, kind of guy who is dating Savannah. Chloe: perky,goodie-to-shoes, blonde, and weird kind of girl. Lizzie: gossips, dreams of being a princess and marrying a prince kind of girl.
The bell rang and we all headed inside. "We are good." Mason said. "If she pulls any crap,let me know. My fist will handle it" I said clenching my fists.
I know what you're thinking. Yes, I'm overprotective.
Mason and i walked to our lockers together since their beside each other. Chloe ran off somewhere. Lizzie is with Brandon, I assume.
I really got to get more friends.
"12:00" mason said. I tried to move out of the way but Stupid me, I dropped my books on the ground right in front of zayn,the guy who Eve's girl drools over, is walking down the hallway. Tons of girls drool over him since he's the quarter back of our football team.
His crew: Ryder, Zayn and Sean.
"You dropped something" he said. Everyone snickered. I picked up my books and looked him in the eye. "Nice pimple." I said making everyone look for the pimple on his face. He grabbed a girls Mirror and checked if he had a pimple.
"I don't have a pimple." He said. "And that lady's and gentlemen is how to make a jock look stupid I'm .5 seconds" I said making everyone laugh. Zayn came close to my face and whispered "you'll regret that".
I rolled my eyes. Zayn walked away and so did everyone else. Mason started cracking up laughing. "You showed him!" Mason said, I rolled my eyes and we walked to the most boring class ever, math.
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School is over, thank god. Luckily I didn't come in contact with Zayn again. When I got home I went straight up to my room before bob could get a single word out.
Knock knock.
"It's open" I said as I instantly regretted that decision. "We need to talk" Bob said and sat at the end of my bed. I raised a eyebrow. "I'm not calling you dad. Done. Get out" I said and pointed to the door. "I'm being serious. Just give me 10 minutes" he said.
"5" I suggested. "fine" he said. I grabbed my phone and put 5 minutes on the timer. "Go" I said. "When I first got with you're mother I knew it wasn't going to be easy to get all of us on the same page. You're mother and I both agreed we needed to change some of the stuff you're previous dad forced. I didn't want you to feel like I just came in to yore family and suddenly changed everything" he said.
I looked at the timer and he still had 1:05 minutes left. "Ok" I said. "That's all?" He said. I nodded. "I loved my dad. I was crushed when my mom and him divorced the all of the sudden you barged in and changed everything. I was only 14." I said. The timer beeped. "Get out" i said.
Bob got up and left. I grabbed my sketch book and turned to the page where I glued in the picture of my father.
What my mom didn't know was my dad was the only one who could help me not commit suicide.
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