Love is something I don't really trust. The feeling isn't real in me, it's not real in most teenagers. When they say "I love you" it means, let's bang and then never talk, or we can just hook up a lot and call it love. News flash: it's actually lust. That sums up high school for me though, so many people have said "I love you" to me, and honestly I just want a grungy hook up.Two years of High School in The US and my dad decided to ship me out to a boarding school in England? Why England?
I'll be out of his hands.
I was busted in my last school for having weed and some other drugs on me. Not heroin though, thank God. New York says it's illegal so on a technicality, I broke the law which was one of the leading causes of my expulsion from my school. But I went to catholic High School, so it makes more sense because public school lets it slide, which is why my dad took me out.
I mean another reason I got easily expelled was the fact that I didn't like to do homework, and any work really. I kind of felt too smart to be there, and that's because I was
My dad thinks that my "rebellious" attitude has to do with him and my mom splitting up, I mean I did feel kind of abandoned when she stopped contacting us and only sent money. But she left for a reason, which is probably the fact that my dad is really cold towards people. She was allured by his charm, but didn't realise that he was a scummy human.
Thanks for leaving me with him.
My dad and I chose a rich kid boarding school, he had lots of money because he was high up in some electronics company, not apple or windows sadly. The school was a perfect fit for me. It had lots of activities, attractive guys, and nice sized dorm rooms.
Once the first payment went through, the school contacted me and basically gave me a pen pal. The girl had graduated, and she got paid to do it. Thats what she told me. She also told me about the 5 gangs that held the school together. The most informative being the Payne gang. They were the classy ones. The least being the Malik gang, they had a short sentence summing up theirs.
"You mess with us, we mess with your face"
I find it to be hilarious. You could make up the gangs though.
Tomlinson-Athletic jocks who could knock out your face.
Styles-The fucking biting hipsters .
Horan- Those kids that crowd the cafeteria and are average.
Payne-The richest snotty ones.
Malik-I fucking don't know?
I thanked the girl, she only told me "beware". I'm not 7 I dont need to beware, stupid girl.
My dad was uncaring about most things I did, it hurt but I got used to the pain, and he got used to be fending for myself. He sent me all alone to England. It fucking took 7 hours to get here. AND I'M STILL IN A CAB.
I have to tell you though. I'm fucking shitting bricks. WHY? Because the cars are different and I feel like we're going to get into a massive collision.
"Miss?"
"What." I paused the music on my iphone. Why can't he let me listen to my 2000's pop music in peace.
"Do you want me to pull up front?"
"No I want you to pull up to the back. OF COURSE I WANT TO PULL YOU UP TO THE FRONT." Don't judge. You didn't sit next to a snoring fat man on a long ass flight to a different country.
"Sorry." He mumbled as he pulled up. I handed him some money and put my headphones back in. I furiously opened the car door and slammed it as I walked over to the open trunk taking out my stuff. I walked to the side and waved the man off signaling I was done. I turned and walked through the front gates to the school.
