Past Filled With Distraught

Chapter 1: High school pricks.

I'm Haley and I go to a school with fucking stupid ass cunts who think us non "populars" because they think they have some fucking system don't have problems. Well, fuck this. I'm gonna show these pricks who they're messing with but first, I should probably get ready. "HALEY! Hurry down here!" my mom yelled. The fuck does she think I'm not getting ready? I yelled back, "I'm already coming, what the fuck." I walked downstairs only to find myself getting a fucking lecture, great. I zoned out as she was going on with her 500 page essay speech she's giving me. I said, "okay." And walked out the door with a piece of toast because who knows if my mom poisoned that shit and knowing her I wouldn't be surprised since I'm her fuck up child she can't be proud of. You wanna know why I became like this mom? Ask my lovely ass of a dad. I really need to calm down let's just take my car and go show those cunts at school who's the one laughing now at their fake asses. I walked into school just to see Brad the steroid jock, my favorite. I walked up to him and said, "Hey fucker." He looked at me so confused. I'm trying so hard not to laugh at his stupid ass. He confusing said, "Was that to me?" I shrugged. I can't even have fun if he looks so confused, what a retard. I walked past him and kicked him in the balls and replied to what he said earlier, "No shit, you fucking high ass junkie." And then I walked off. I could feel his cold stare on my back as I burst out laughing. Time to head to class with my favorite teacher, Mrs. Santiago. I can't wait. I walk into class just to see my childhood best friend that's now a fucking man Whore, oh boy. Why? Why did he have to be in my class I'd prefer the damn school weirdo at least I would fit in. Of course it's my fucking karma for going off on that stupid steroid ass whipe. Sometimes I fucking hate everyone at this school and honestly the pricks don't help my self esteem at all. I just want this day to end and I haven't even been here for 5 minutes. The bell rang and I headed to my next class only to be stopped by my ex best friend, Cassidy. She accused me of talking shit about her, what a shock. Just kidding I knew this Bitch would like to start talking bullshit because that's the only thing she's good at and she wonders why she can't keep a boyfriend? Maybe stop being so fake. All I heard from her after that melt down she had was, "blah, blah, blah" like can you at least be interesting? Same old shit and I'd rather be in class so adios slut. I walked right past her and I could feel her fists tighten, lmfao. I walked into class only to see my ex boyfriend from elementary school, how awkward. Of course for the rest of the hour I had no courage to say hi but that's nothing new. Later in the hour I had to stand by him and I could feel my heart tighten because he was so close but I knew it would never be the same. Our time has passed. The bell rang and I left with a loneliness nothing in the world could fix, not even myself. I looked at my cellphone only to freeze up at the name. Why...? Why is he calling me? All these questions but no one to answer them.  My mind went through emptiness and questions throughout the day. I decided to just leave by 5th hour and by the time I got home, I was already laying in bed crying myself to sleep. Maybe he loves me now I told myself before I drifted off into sleep without eating or saying hi to my mom.