Alone

Caterpillars

Ryder's POV.

  It's my first night here, and so far the guy hasn't bothered me at all. As far as I know, he hasn't come out of his room either. I started getting hungry around 8 PM, and I'm starting to wonder why he hasn't made dinner or something.

   I tried working on my homework, but I just can't focus. Whatever, I never cared about grades anyway. I unpack the stuff I have, and took out my laptop. I connected to the internet and started to buy some band posters and bed spreads, etc. There isn't even a single pillow on my freaking tiny bed here. Only a mattress.

   Finally, I give up on the hope of him making dinner. I get up and go downstairs. I look through his fridge and find some left over pizza. I eat it cold, then walk into the living room. I watch the TV without really watching it.

   I hear the front door unlocking, and in walks a lady. She looks p*ssed. "Who the hell are you?" she says, sounding irritated. I stay slouched, not really giving a f*ck. "I'm me. Who are you?" I say, being the as*hole I am.

   "Get off my couch, as*hole. " oh hey, she figured out my name! I roll my eyes, then turn back to the TV. I hear her make an angry noise deep in her throat. What is she, a freaking lion?

   "Bill!" She screams like a baby, walking into the kitchen and slapping her purse on the table. I hear a door open upstairs, and hear footsteps coming down. I turn around and watch him come down. Well, I found out his name.

   "What?" he says, standing at the bottom of the steps. The woman walks over and points at me.

   "What is this guy doing in our house?!?" she screeches. Bill squints at me, as if trying to remember. He scrunched his eyebrows together, making it look like he had two caterpillars mating on his forehead.

   "Oh, I remember. Just some sh*t that got dropped off here. A foster kid," he says, and I narrow my eyes.

   The lady looks at me with disgust, then walks away. These people are crazy, I don't need them. I was perfectly fine taking care of myself. I get up and make my way to the stairs. Bill was standing next to where they began, and as I walked past him, he grabbed my arm.

   I immediately yank my arm trying to get it out of his grip. "Get the f*ck off me," I say, finally getting my arm free. He pushes my chest, and a I fall a few steps back.

   "I don't know who you think you are boy," he says through gritted teeth, his anger practically steaming off of him. "but this is my house, and you go by my rules."

   "I'm not a freaking dog, I'm my own person, and I go by my own rules. F*ck off," I say, pushing past him and up to my room. I slam the door, then sit on my bed, trying to cool off.

   What is wrong with these people? They must be missing a very important part of their brain, and that something is called sanity. I go to the bathroom and take a cold shower, loving the numb feeling it gives me after a while. Once I finish I dry my hair with the towel, obviously not all the way, then wrap the towel around my waist.

   I brush my teeth, then walk out of the bathroom. I see the woman come out of her room, and I make a dash for my room. I feel her fingers glide against my back, and catch on the towel. I quickly grab the towel, then go into my room and lock the door. I kick the door hard, so that if she was outside of it, she would get spooked. I get my answer when I hear a crash. I smile to myself, then pull on some underwear.

   I lay on the bed, no blankets or pillows. I roll around, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Eventually, I drift off into a difficult sleep.

  ***

   I wake up, the sun in my eyes. I squint, then roll over, grabbing for my pillow, the one that didn't exist. I roll off the bed with a loud thump, forgetting that I was in a twin bed, not my normal Queen. I groan loudly, not caring if I woke anyone up. In fact, I hope I did wake them up.

   I get up, blinking the sleep away. Oh crap. I forgot all about school. I check my phone and see that I have 10 minutes until I catch the bus. I slip on some faded dark jeans, and a band T-shirt. I put on a black hoodie, then run a comb through my hair. I pull on my favorite black beanie, then put on my converse sneakers.

   Grabbing my earbuds, I run down the stairs as loudly as possible. I smirk when I hear the door open upstairs. I run out of the house, leaving the door wide open on purpose. The bus just got there, and I run on, looking back to see an angry Bill.

   I sit alone, as usual. I listen to music the whole way there, and I get off the bus, not caring to take them out. I really don't want to hear peoples nasty remarks. I ignore the pushes and nasty remarks I hear as I walk to my locker.

   I wonder what the story about me is now? Probably some stupid sh*t. As far as I know, no one knows I'm in foster care yet, and I want to keep it that way. I open my locker and a note is taped on the inside. Go with your sister, where you belong.

   I rip it off and throw it on the ground. I look up to see Tyler and Summer walk by. No 'hello' or anything. F*ck them. I close my locker and walk by myself to class.

   "Hey," someone says, and I look over to see Kylie walking next to me.

   "What's up?" I ask, and she adjusts her backpack.

   "Oh, you know, just living," she says, smirking at me. I look at her shirt, and I notice it's the same band shirt as me.

   I smile. "Hey, I like your shirt," I say, then lift up my hoodie to show her my shirt. I see her face go slightly pink, and I laugh. She smiles up at me, then pulls out one of my ear buds and places it in her ear. She nods her head along with the music.

   "You've got a good taste in music," she said, giving me my ear bud back. I chuckle.

   "Yeah, well, I'll cya later," I say as I arrive at my classroom.

   "Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out after school? Go to the mall or something?" she said, half smiling.

   "Definitely," I say, then make my way into class. Kylie's chill, I like that. She makes everything a lot easier. The day goes by, and eventually it comes to an end. Time to meet up with Kylie.

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   What do you guys think? I'm gonna show a picture of what Kylie looks like soon, I've decided that the old picture I had of her doesn't fit too well with her character. Please vote and comment! Thanks for reading, love y'all!