Scar's Pov.
I sat by my window just watching the rain falling from the sky. It was pouring outside. I had to get ready for school but today I felt like skipping today but I had already missed a month and my parents were already upset with me. I didn't care how my parents felt. I finally got up from my window and walked into my closet grabbing a pair of black skinny jeans, and a white shirt. I took a shower washing my body and my hair. I stepped out dried my hair, I got dressed and curled my brown hair. I put on a white beanie. I grabbed my bag and left. Not really paying attention to what my mum was telling me. She was probably asking if I want to eat breakfast before I go but I wasn't really hungry. I stepped off my front porch and into the rain. I had my black nike sweater on. It kept me warm enough that I decicded on not to ride the bus. I walked a couple of blocks before reaching my high school. I walked inside and sat in the cafeteria waiting for the bell to ring. I got on my phone and just looked at pictures, and listen to my favorite band Evanescence. I had the volume low so that I could here the bell ring. It finally did so I put my phone and headphones away. I walked to my homeroom class which was Mr. Johnsons class. I sat in the back because as long as your in the back he mostly never calls on you.
Class Started and I started playing on my phone not really caring for anything. " Scarlet What do you think about having fun with friends?" He asked. I guess for homeroom we were learning about Friendship today. " um I Hate Friendship and I never want it" I repiled. "Okay Max how about you" " I like having friends to talk to and party with, playing sports you enjoy with them" he answered. Our teacher smiled. We had to do a group project about friendship. We had to partner up with someone and try to become their friend. " Scralet and Luke wil work together" the teacher said and I groaned. " Luke got up and sat by me and looked at our paper and started drawing to pictures. He drew a girl crying in a hall way and boy standing by her comfronting her. He can draw, he colored it and told me to write, your friends can comfort you when your upset. I wrote in Black marker and then I wrote Friends : Are The Nicest Things you can have, and one of the best things you can be......... We worked on our posters we had to make for about half an hour. We gave it to the teacher and I left for my next class. I had science next so I just went and sat in the back again.
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Instead of going to lunch like everyone else. I left school for the rest of the day. Besides I only had 3 more classes left. I walked out of the school and back into the rain. I plugged in my headphones and just walked down the side walk. I finally reached my house. My parents were at work and my siblings were at school. I walked up to my room and threw my bag on the floor. I sat by my window just staring out the window again. I watched as the snow slowly turned from water to frozen ice (snow). I sat there for hours because I started seeing kids from my school walking from their bus stops or just from the school. I realized that it's been fours hours since I got home and my family would be here any minute. I grabed my black cross bag which had some clothes, my journal, A jacket, and a few other things and left the house. I walked to my favorite part of the forest in the small town I live in. I sat in the treehouse my grandpa bult for me before he died. That was the reason I changed, from loving disney films to loveing violent scary movies and death movies with some strange music. He bulit it so well that there was a window that I could sit by and dream. There was door with a lock that had 2 keys one for me and for him. He gave it to me before he died. I still keep it. He told me to give it to whoever I want which was nobody. He had an electric heater he gave me. It doesn't need a plug to work. It works automatically when I press a button to turn it on. I sat in my warm treehouse until the snow storm started getting worse. I walked home as fast as I could. By the time I reached my house the storm was blizzard. I walked inside.
" Scar where have you been" My dad yelled as soon as I shut the door. "I was in my treehouse" I said. " Well we have been trying to get a hold of you" he yelled. " Why?" I asked. " Well were having a blizzard and I needed you home, the new reporters said that it's best to stay in the house" My mom exclaimed. " oh" was all I got out. " I'm going to my room" I said and walked up stairs and walked into my room shutting and locking the door behind me. I sat on my bed looking at pictures of me and my grandfather. I let a tear fall down my face when I saw the picture I took when he gave the treehouse to me for my birthday. It was the best day of my life.
