Records

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Lynx
I groaned as my alarm clock went off. I have to go to hell today.

Fun

I rolled out of bed and trudged to my closet. My closet consists of three main colors.

Black, grey, and red.

My room also consists of such colors

My room also consists of such colors

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Typical emo.

I know.

But I'm not emo because it's "trendy"

I've been this way since elementary school.

I'm seventeen now.

Anyway, I pick out a random outfit I got a while ago and just brushed out my long black hair

Anyway, I pick out a random outfit I got a while ago and just brushed out my long black hair

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I walked into my kitchen and grab a cereal bar and my book bag and leave. I lock the door to my apartment, which I live in by myself, and head out of the building, pull out my phone and ear buds, turn on some good old sleeping with sirens, and walk towards hell aka school.

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I walk into the school with ten minutes to spare and head to home room. All of the kids have to stay in the court yard until about 7:35, then they can go to home room, but Mrs.Gret, my home room teacher,who is also my first period teacher, lets me come in her classroom in before then. She gets me. She gets what it's like to be a social outcast and to be ignored.

"Hey Mrs.G!" I say walking in to the classroom and taking out my ear buds.
"Hey Lynx! How's your morning been going?" She was the only person I could talk to comfortably.
"Good, I have work today." I sighed. I work at a record store in the mall. It actually pays very well.

We talked for a couple minutes until kids started coming in, then I moved to my seat in the very back of the classroom, away from everyone.

Then fuck boy Chandler and slutty Selena walk in. I happen to be in the same homeroom as them. Yaaaay.

Chandler is, to most people, the hottest guy in school. I will admit he is attractive,but I don't do fuck boys.

Even though he sleeps with every girl in school, Selena is his main fuck buddy

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Even though he sleeps with every girl in school, Selena is his main fuck buddy. He has no attachment to feelings towards her, he just uses her for sex, but she is obsessed with him and In love with him. She thinks he's in love with her.

I would feel bad for her if she wasn't such a slut

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I would feel bad for her if she wasn't such a slut.

Chandler sits down and she sits on his lap and they start making out.

Ew.

I roll my eyes and Mrs.G Calls roll. She always leaves my name out because she knows I hate attention. The bell rings for first period.

♠️♦️♠️time skip♠️♦️♠️

Nothing really happened at school today. I just took some test and aced them. I have a photographic memory. No lie.

My school day isn't exciting anyway. I hide in the shadows and avoid everyone.

Any who, I walk out of school and put in my earbuds.

Today I'm dirty
And I Want to be pretty
Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt

I sing quietly as I walk to work. When I get to the mall I walk in and go to the record store. I walk into the quaint little shop. I go up to the register and see the owner of the shop, Mr. Drere. He's like my dad, besides Mrs.G, he's the only person I can trust.
"What's up Donny?" It's our thing to call each other by our first names.
"Not much Lynx. We got a new shipment. Do you mind putting it on the shelves?" He asked. I laughed.
"That's what I'm here for!" I walk to the back room and grab the box of records. I open it and look at he records.

Green Day.

Nice.

I walk back into the main store with the box in my arms. I'm walking towards theG section and suddenly I run into someone and fall back. Dropping the records everywhere.

"Oh shit, are you okay?" A deep voice asked.

I recognize that voice

Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit

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