Wrists are for Bracelets, not cutting.

 My name is Alexia A. Love. I’m no one special.

I’m 15 years old and in my short life I was at the point where I’d do anything to be accepted after being ripped out of my life and placed into brand new one. It all started a year ago, when I was transferred to a new school, in a new state in the middle of the school year.

It was a typical Sunday night for me; I was lying on my bed playing flappy bird. When from the side of my eye I had seen a figure appear in my doorway. It was my mother, Elena. She walked in and sat on my bed.

“Honey, pack up your things, your father has received a promotion and we need to be relocated to Florida ASAP, we have two weeks! Tell your friends’ goodbye,” my mother exclaimed happily.

My jaw dropped and my mouth suddenly got super dry.

“Mom, you’re kidding me right? We just moved here last year, I’ve already adjusted. But to just start over, it’d b-be overwhelming.” I said my voice cracking on the last three words.

“Lex, you’ve got to understand. This isn’t about you; you know how important this promotion is to your father.” mother said matter-a-factly as she gave me “the look”.

“But Mo--”

“No buts Lex. Do you understand me? Its life, cry me a river, build a bridge and GET OVER IT!” my mother said dismissively. With that she stormed out of my room.

I sighed as I got up to close my bedroom door and when I sat back down on my bed, a tear welled up in my eye. One by one they poured out soundly and I rested my head on my pillow.

I hope this move is worth it... I thought to myself.

Not long after that I drifted off to sleep with that thought eating away at my mind.

~ The Next Morning ~

Beep!

Annoyed much I reached out without opening my eyes and I ripped the plug right out of the socket. In about twenty-five minutes I finally got up, I turned on my phone to check the time. The time read 7:28AM, SHIZZ! School starts at 8:20 and I just woke up!

CODE RED! I REPEAT, CODE RED!

I throw on a t-shirt that says “OBEY” on the front and my Garage jeans.

I run into the bathroom in my bedroom as fast as I can. I take out my toothbrush and apply some toothpaste to it and I start to brush. When I’m done I wash my face and throw my hair into a messy bun.

I grab my phone and I rush out of my bedroom and downstairs to the kitchen. I make myself a quick simple breakfast which was basically a glass of orange juice and some waffles. I eat my breakfast hastily and I glance over to the clock on the stove. Its 7:41AM, I still got about half an hour before I need to get to school. I have until 8:10AM.

“But I'm only human. And I bleed when I fall down. I'm only human. And I crash and I break down. Your words in my head, knives in my heart …”

My phone was ringing, who’s calling me this early in the morning? I thought.

I pick up my phone and see my best friend, Skylar’s caller ID. I answer. She’s the only person crazy enough to be calling people this early!

Me: “Hello? Sky?”

Skylar: “The one and only!”

Me: “Thank God you’re the one and only! One Skylar is already enough. Anyways … What’s up?”

Skylar: “Erm  ... Nothing really, I’m just getting ready for school. You?” She asks.

Me: “I’m getting ready to go meet Emma Stone.” I say sarcastically.