The ups and downs

My life

*pov of Daisy* flashback to California
"Daisy get your ass over here and tell me why you skipped school!" My father yelled. "Dad I told you everyone is mean to me and I can't take it, it stresses me out and makes me anxious just thinking about it." "I don't care, if you don't go you'll become useless like your whore of a mother!" "Don't say that about her! She's a whole lot better than you! You don't even care about me, you just want me out of the house!" I say sounding more depressed with each word. He stands up and slaps me. I try to not show the pain but the stinging in my cheek over takes me causing warm tears to stream down my face. "Don't speak to me like that you little bitch," he got into my face "or next time it'll be worse." He took a swig of alcohol and shuffled to his chair. "Oh yeah, you better be at school tomorrow!" He yelled as I locked my bedroom door. I sat down and cried. And cried. It felt like it wouldn't stop. Like someone was turning a faucet on behind my eyes. "Crybaby." I laugh cried to myself.
*pov of Daisy* in school
"Señorita Daisy? Hola? DAISY!" I shook my head at the shouts of señora Romero. "Uh lo siento señora. Necesito a dormir más?" I questioned to know if I said it right. The class chuckled and I could feel James starting to smirk at my misery. After that I made sure to pay extra attention to my teacher. The day went by slowly but soon it was lunch. Despite only being here for a little less than a week I've made quite a few friends but today I wanted to be left alone. I recently got told that I'd be shared between my two parents meaning I'd have to go back to my father. The one who used to hit me for kicks. So I've been missing some sleep and becoming more distant to all my new friends. This is what happened at my old school, this is why everyone started to become mean to me. No one likes a depressed person who thinks too much. But what was going to become of me? I have to live with him during the summer. Alone. Just me and him. I just can't do it. It's so dumb that I can't have a say in this. But my mother says this is for the best. She just wants to get rid of me, but I'd rather be with her than my father. My head started to spin at all the thoughts flying through my head. I decided to sit alone at lunch. Which brings me back to my old school, where I sat alone everyday. Well besides a bully who wanted to mess with me. I just sat there at lunch looking sad like I probably did now. I put in my earbuds and put on boulevard of broken dreams, I walk a lonely road...I got lost in the song and didn't even notice Oliver sit next to me. "What are we listening today flower girl?" He took out one of my earbuds and popped it in," some Green Day nice pick." He danced around in his seat and I couldn't help but smile. He's the type of person to make someone who is seeping with sadness to smile. Looking at him I noticed he looked a lot like Oliver, the one from bring me the horizon, which is kinda strange but a nice coincidence. We just sat there and listened to music. No talking. Even though I wanted to be alone I guess all I needed was someone to sit with and just sit with. Lunch ended and the auditions were next for chorus. I almost forgot and my heart started to pound. I felt like I was having an anxiety attack. I completely forgot to prepare and had no idea what to do. Oliver looked nervous.Oliver the person who is so out there is nervous. This caused me to freak out even more. When we got in Miss. Baxter was smiling and greeting all of us, "Hello everyone! Are we excited to audition?" She was answered with a dead silence. A few people passed, most of the girls have been using Taylor Swift and one sang an Adele song which almost brought me to tears. Oliver was called up next, reluctantly he walked to the front of the class and grabbed a guitar. I wonder what he was going to sing. All of this has to be without background music unless you could produce it. He looked at me and I gave him a hopeful smile. He shook his head and started to play an acoustic version of numb by linkin park. He was an amazing singer he would definitely get the boy part. Once he finished I couldn't help but clap even though we weren't supposed to. A smile erupted on his face when I did making me smile even more. "Geez Mr. Sykes I guess you could replace Oliver in Bring Me with that talent!" I said in a hushed voice. "Really? You think I'm good?" He asked smiling at the ground. "Yes!" I exclaimed. Andrew was up next and he sang Holiday by Green Day. He was good. Soon it was my turn and I looked at Oliver. "I didn't prepare anything." I said flat out. "What?!" He looked at me. "I-I was too busy with family troubles so I didn't do anything." I said embarrassed. "Well, um do you have any female songs memorized? Like Melanie Martinez or I don't know Taylor Swift?" I snorted. The thought of me singing one of her songs caused me to do that. "I could do Lowlife by Poppy, I know that." "Then do that! Good luck Daisy." He said giving me a hand squeeze. I stood up and walked over to the piano and sat down. I taught myself how to play the song on the piano, despite it not really using it...I didn't know how to play the guitar so this is how I compensated. I stared, old suitcase, clean get away. I'm the one who takes the blame again...(skip to last line) baby you're the highlight of my lowlife-lowlife. I finished and Miss. Baxter smiled at me and mouthed a good job. I walked over to my seat which was now next to Oliver since him and Chris switched seats. Oliver looked ecstatic." Hmm I guess you could be the new Melanie Martinez." He said winking at me. "No, didn't you hear me mess up with the voice crack!" I whispered. He rolled his eyes"are we going to just forget how I skipped an entire line of numb?" "Like anyone here would notice? But I mean I think your amazing singing covered anything." I said reassuring him. "Okay class the results will be posted on Monday, have a nice weekend." The bell rung and everyone started to trickle out into the halls. As I was leaving Oliver grabbed my wrist." Can I help you Oli?" I asked confused. "I'm having a party tonight and you are coming to it." He said. I was surprised and excited at the same time but I didn't  want to show it. "What if I don't want to?" I asked with a smirk on my face. He smiled and picked me up "Oliver Sykes, put me down!" I laughed while struggling to break free. "Not until you tell me you are coming!" He said carrying me on his shoulder like it was completely normal. " fine I'll come!" I said giving up. He put me down and smiled. " Do you need a ride to my place? Mark could give you a lift you live close to each other." Oliver offered. "Yeah I have math with him now so hopefully he can." What was I going to wear? I'll ask Mark he'll know what an Oliver party is like. Oh god will there be alcohol and shit. No there wouldn't this isn't LA. I walked into math and asked Mark which he told me he could. After school ended I sped walked home and went into my room to find a nice dress, but not too church dress but like a fun party dress. Thankfully since we won our meet the coach let us have today off from XC. I still ran and came in 7th which I'll take, since I was injured which was thanks to James. I found a cute black mini dress which came about mid-thigh. I decided to put some curls at the bottom of my hair and put on a bit more eye liner than usual with some red lipstick. Despite not being a stereotype for an emo I did enjoy the bands and eye liner. I heard a knock at my door it must be Mark. I walked over and opened my door to be greeted by the blue eyed boy. "Are you ready?" He asked looking me up and down." Why yes I am, and thanks for driving me to Oli's place." I said gratefully. We drove there and got pumped up with some Fall Out Boy. Once we arrived I noticed there were already several people there, I've seen them around school but I had no idea who there were. I never expected Oliver to hang out with most of these people. He had a lot of friends I knew but some of the people didn't seem like the kind he would hang out with. Well considering he hung out with me.