normal day waking up. sun. boring old room. mom shouting for me to get up. ughh.
"i hear you mom." i say.
"then why arent you down here dani." she replies.
"let me get dressed." i grumble, while getting out of bed and throwing on black hoodie and black skinny jeans.
walking down stairs i smell mom cooking meaning she had bad news. i sit at the table waiting on her to turn and tell me whats wrong now.
"so dani..." she starts " my sister, your aunt helan is coming to town and she wants you to show her around..."
"no." i reply.
"dani, i know she tries to make you smile but she thinks your a depressed kid who needs help. even though ive tried explaing to her its your natural personality and i fully except it and love your sarcasm... she doesnt..." she says turning around revealing the scar on the left side of her jaw i gave her as a child.
mentally cringing and hating that constant reminder that i sent my own mother to the hospital i reply "fine. i have to go, school starts soon..." getting up grabbing my bag hearing her call out to me "you havent eaten breakfast dani." and opening the front door with a quick "ill eat later"
ten minutes into my walk down river street i see something blueish pass by above... i couldnt get a good look so i just ignored it and continued my way to school.
fifthteen minutes later into my walk im at school, hating my day already. walking into first period it is now 7:30 am and i am first in class. "Algebra" i groan. dont get me wrong im a straight A student, but that doesnt mean i enjoy it. as teens pile in my teacher hands us a surprise quiz to do for the entire period. i finish in less then five minutes.
walking up to the front to give my teacher my quiz i hear these whispers torwards me..."nerd..." snickering... "help me out bitch" snickering... "hey you can suck my dick if you give me the answers" snickering
ignoring them i hand in my quiz and ask to go to the library. as i assumed he let me go. pulling out my phone and blasting "monster ive become" by three days grace on the way there with my head down. no need to look where im going if i take the excat same route every single day of my life except on weekends you know?... or atleast i thought...
i hit something.. or atleast they hit me... either way we both fell on our asses. i think i head butted something hard... geese that hurt thinking to myself. looking up to see which football player pushed me down or which basketball player thought itd be fun to throw something at me this time but instead finding a beautiful girl on the floor with captivating brown eyes ( oh yeah... I'm gay!) holding her nose... getting up quickly to offer her a hand up not realizing she was bleeding or intoo much pain.
"I-I-I'm sorry... I-I-I didn't mean tt-t-to.. I ju-justt didn't see you there" my oh so smooth remark.
"its fine, it happens" she says as she reaches out her other hand to take myown.
"wow she has soft skin.." I say outloud with out realizing
"um.. thanks?" the mystery girl replies
"shit" i think to myself. dusting myself off and looking up at her fully...
"um.. wheres the nurses office?" she says still covering her nose
"its right around that corner, why are you hurt?" and I watch as she removers her hand and shows me the obscene amount of blood... oh no... I feel it coming. I need to get away, I need to run! but its too late...
I smiled... blackout.
YOU ARE READING
jokers daughter
FantasyIn short you want my life?? Ok well fine. My mother was raped by the joker. And here I am.. you know how some superhero's can change their appearance with a snap of a finger?... well I can change my personality with a smile... my mother taught me to...
