Rules Of Living.

CHAPTER 1.

Chapter 1. Teenagers Are Filthy Animals.

*Aria*

Teenagers are filthy animals and I hate them all. Including myself because I am one of their species. A human. A teenage human, with heightened emotions and hormones.

Being a human is hard, being a teenager with a miserable and pity filled life is harder. I look outside the car window, the parking lot filled with them. Hundreds of them.

"Aria? Earth to Aria." I hear my sister Valeria say waving a hand in front of my face. I sigh and turn my head to face her. "Yes Valeria?" I ask in a very bitchy nice way, I tend to do that sometimes, well most times, okay well maybe all the time.

Valeria rolls her eyes at me and continues to answer me "I was just saying that get out of the car or you'll be late to class. Dont want to get another detention slip now do you?" She mocks me, takes her bag from the back seat and gets out of the car slamming the door in my face. I look at her running along to her "friends".

I scoff at the word "Friends". Friends are just a burden who would add more tension in my life, as if I didn't have enough of it already. I grab my bag and get out of the car, wiping my hands on my black jeans, I take the hood of my black hoodie and throw it over my head.

I can do this, I think and make my way through the doors. Now people might assume just because i'm wearing black and have a hood covering my head, that i'm some shy loner who is afraid of everyone and cant even look anyone in the eye.

You couldn't be more wrong. I make eye contact with people but they don't dare look me in the eye and I love it. I love the feeling of being feared.

Fear is a thing to live by because its always there lurking around the corner ready to attack, and for the people who don't fear just wait till it jumps out of the corner and crumbles you until you live your whole life in the paranoia of it. Trust me, I know.

I dont have any friends. Like I said I hate everyone in this school. Well I never really cared to know about half the people in this school but I still hated them. 3 years in this hell hole now the 4th one is in process and the few people I have talked to were either bitches, assholes, whiners who wouldn't shut up or the ones who would just quietly sit and stare at me. So you see why I have no interest in interaction with people except Valeria in this school.

I reach my locker and slide my card in the small area next to my locker making it open automatically. Pretty high tech eh? The first bell rings indicating that we should start getting to class before the second bell will ring exactly 5 minutes and 26 seconds after the first bell. Yes i'm very observant and the principals secretary is very vigilant and on time when it comes to ringing the bells.

I always deliberately wait until there are 50 seconds left before the bell rings and then I break into a sprint. I dont know why I do that, I guess its just the rush of adrenaline of running from one end of the school to the other with in 50 seconds, the rush of excitement of receiving a detention slip, the happiness that fills me when I see the pissed off teacher giving me a lecture of how I should be on time.

5 seconds.

I wonder what I should do in detention today.

4 seconds.

I close my locker and hold the History books in my hand.

3 seconds.

Valeria is gonna be pissed at me for getting into detention again.

2 seconds.

She is probably gonna complain to Lorraine, My Aunt.

1 second.