'FUUUUUUUCK' I mentally scream as I slam my locker door.
"Chill your shit fuck face" bailey snaps at me, "what's got you in a sour mood?" I pester, "Seth(her BF) and Reagan"
"Oooh fake bitch and doucefucker?"
"Yep"
"Yikes"
We continue to talk about our problems, you know as young troubled teens do. Bailey has her own style, cat hoodies and dog collars, red dyed hair and a cute face, oh fuck I for got to tell you guys, we're all hybrids, she is a red panda hybrid, ears and tail, like a 'neko' as you humans call it. I am a blue fox 'neko', side note; I hate that word.
I check the time and frown "hmh, gtg fendo"
"Bai looser"
I scurry off to math class. *vomit*
"Morning class" the creepy pedo teacher ,Mr. Nekal (serval, 'neko') greets us. Eyeing me like a piece of meat *shudder*. Sneaky shit has tried to touch me in 'bad places' and I've sent him to get stitches twice, I keep filing complaints but the school doesn't do shit. Something tells me I'm going to get drugged tonight, oh well, shitty people like me don't matter so I don't care.
-continues class because fuck that shit, I'm not writing this tom fuckery-
"Yass, civics" I like civics, there's only arguments and coloring sheets, our teacher don't give a fuck, so long as you turn in a paper on what ever the fuck is going on in the political field at the end of two weeks, it don't have to be good, one kid Got 100% and he wrote a paragraph about how much he supports trump. Plus I share the class with bailey and jeena so yeeee.
I get to civics, fan-fucking-tastic.
I use the word fuck a lot,fucking fight me m8.
I sit in my respective seat, aka, the window seat, bailey was ready there, in the desk beside me. Funny thin is we had shitty elementary school desk and they were pushed together in rows. Yay low budget. So we basically pass note while Brandon and Colby argue about something stupid on trump and hillery.
[Example] = writing
'Example' = thinking
{Example} = texting
Example = proagative description
[You Gonn' be on FL tonight?]
I pass the note to bailey
[Ye, u?]
[HELL FUKIN YE]
[Calm down short shit]
[No, I'm am 5'1 of kick ass, I shan't calm down]
[fucking nerd]
[Wow, I'm hurt bailey, words hurt]
[Lol, suck it, shit sock]
[WOW RUDE, IM SO TRIGGERED RN]
[We are true literature heros]
[You fuckin know it]
-BELL RING-
Anyway. You are probably wondering if I will have a super huge crush on some one.The answer is; fuck no, ima die alone. (OR IS HE?!?!)
I scurry off, trying to avoid the shit eating 11th grader jocks (all of witch are Doberman pincer 'nekos') who think they're above us. They always beat the shit out me. I near the gym, yay physical activity... Ugh.
-skips changes in the boi's locker room and most of the exercises-
-bell ring-
Lunch,yeeee boi
Oh btw the coach smacked my ass. Toe touches dont help the fact that I has the best booty, especially in gym shorts (witch are tight af).
I sit down at our table, PJ sits next to me, and bailey on the other side, jeena sits across from her. We talk about our classes n' shit like that, PJ's mom is being g a bitch about pj's appearance and weight. PJ is already sickly thin, it worries me that her mother still thinks she is fat. Oh pj is a corgie 'neko' and jeena is a racoon 'neko'. We Carry out the day. No home work today so that's good.
Home.
God I hate home.
I hate mom, the shitty guys she brings home every night, getting gang raped or beat by them, or just being starved all night. I take no chances and sprint to my room, locking the door. And going to sleep.
And hour later I'm awoken by a drunk stranger that bust my door open, a guy mom brought home. Fun. He yanked me by my tail off my bed and onto the floor, I had no time to react and he pinned me there, ripping of my cloths and having his way with me. Its painful. And I hate it. I hate most things. I pass out after he is finished and walks away.
(If there are any mistakes plz tell me)
