When A Heart Opens Up

Chapter 1

I woke up to the noise of my alarm clock blaring in my ear. I was still a little groggy, but I reluctantly opened my eyes to the bright green ceiling like I did every day. I hate green. If I could choose any color it would be black or red. I wasn't even thinking about my alarm clock, but it was already too late. All of a sudden I heard my dad screaming up the staircase,"Turn off that damn alarm clock before I come up there and do it for you!"

"I'll get right on that Dad!" I screamed right back. I threw my legs over the side of the bed and rubbed my eyes. Uggghhh. School. I was already at my dresser so I turned off my alarm. I then slipped on a plain black T-shirt and my favorite pair of grey skinny jeans with the holes in the knees. I then walked over to the bathroom and I grab the straightener and plugged it in. While I waiting for it to get warm I put on my makeup. When I looked in the mirror my dark chocolate eyes looked way darker than usual. I was going to leave to go gather my school stuff while I was still waiting when I heard the light flicker off letting me know that my straightener was ready to be used. I grabbed the piece of machinery and started to make my hair look better than it was. I'm not the prettiest of girls in my school, but I'm not the ugliest either. When I was done with my dark brown hair I grabbed my wide rimmed glasses and put them on. I picked up my stuff and walked downstairs to get something to eat. I wasn't even downs stairs for 2 seconds when my dad started ranting about how loud my frickin' alarm was and I was starting to get really dang annoyed.

"I thought I told you to turn that damned alarm down!" my dad whaled.

"I did, but if I turned it down anymore I would sleep right through it and miss the bus so then I would have another thing you beat me for!" I cried.

"What did you just say to me?" he gritted teeth and I could hear them grind together.

"Nothing dad. It doesn't even matter," I whispered not even daring to look directly at him. I turned away so I could wipe the tears from my cheek. I didn't think anything was going to happen after that, but my dad grabbed my shoulders and swung me around so that I could face him and then he slapped me.

"Go get on the bus and we'll talk about this later!" he yelled to me. Only I knew we wouldn't talk.

"Now!!!" he screamed at me.

I walked out the door with having nothing to eat. The school's breakfasts suck. Looks like I won't eat anything until lunch. I hopped on the bus and sat by myself like I usually do. I stared out the window as we are driven to school on this bus. God damn my cheek really stings. And my head it hurts too and it doesn't help that I'm riding on this bus that's wayyyyyyy too frickin' loud. Man. I wish I had bought some aspirin. I was complaining in my head like a baby about everything that annoyed me the rest of the way to school. Once there I got off the bus and walked over to that cafeteria and sat down. I pulled out my computer and logged into youtube. I plugged in my earbuds, turned the volume all the way up, and turned on some dubstep. I love my music loud. I like when it drowns every other sound of the stupid dang world out. Someone knocked into my shoulder and my earbuds fell out. I turned around to see who it was and it was some high school jerkbag. He's probably on the football team like all the guys are which really upsets me. They think they can do whatever they want whenever they want to do it. I got up, closed my computer and put it back in my bag, and walked over there to guy who bumped into me. "What the heck you jerkbag!!!" I yelled at him,"Why the heck did you bump into me on purpose?" I continued.

"Whoh there little one. Calm yourself," he said. All of the dimwits following him laughed. God only knows I tried to restrain myself but, in that instant I couldn't help myself. I let go and punched him in his long frickin' nose. He grabbed his nose and screamed in pain. As he started to stumble backwards he yelled,"You bitch!"