Awkward
You know shit's real when your parents walk you to your new school on your first day.
Apart from the embarassment I was feeling with all the other students staring at me in amusement, the fact that my parents don't trust me to walk a couple blocks from our house is just hurtful.
The urge to deck everyone who chooses to glance at me, even for a second, was high. Not only was I peeved at the nosy people I might be calling classmates, but my parents were number one on that list. Even worse, they think that I'm okay with all of this - whatever this is.
Let me tell you a little bit about myself.
My name is Beatrice Olivia Orton.
I have over-protective parents by the names of Greg and Lisa.
My one-day-dead fish's name was Lily.
I have a two siblings, both boys, named Carter and Shawn who ruin everything they lay their eyes on.
And if things could get any worse, my initials spell out "BOO"
*cue laughing from the annoying fucks who can't keep their head out of my personal shit*
Okay, that's enough.
Where was I? Oh right, walking to school.
I wasn't entirely convinced that my parents were with me out of protection and trust issues; I think they just did it to embarrass me.
The grumpy expression I attempted to keep out of my face continued to show. I mean, who wouldn't be angry when one parent is on either side of you, accompanying you towards a crowded building. The concerned way my mom held my hand when we were about to walk across the intersection didn't help either.
I also didn't understand how my mom and dad didn't notice that they were the only parents, with their child, in the school.
"Excuse me, miss." As if rehearsed, all three of us turned simultaneously towards the source of the voice.
"...And Mr.," The police man continued on his phrase as I slowly inched my way away from my birth-givers. "Parents are not allowed inside the building unless for school events or meetings with a teacher or any faculty members."
Quickly, but slowly, fastening my pace, knowing that my parents will make a big scene out of this, I tip-toed further backwards.
"Excuse you officer, but it's the first day and I believe we have the right to bring our child to shcool." Midway toawrds my father's remark, I vigorously shook my head back and forth in hopes of the officer noticing my dislike for them at the moment.
Fucking officer better give my parents the go.
"Sorry sir but it's still not allowed," Smiling, and praising, the tall man, I didn't bother to wave goodbye to my parents while I worked my way down the halls, all by my lonesome.
It's times like this where I wish I had an older sibling.
Oh who am I shitting with, two little ones that don't know crap are enough, let alone an older, possibly, know-it -all that can mess with my life.
Having already recieved my classes and locker information in the mail a couple days ago, I decided it'd be smarter to head to the metal contraption before interacting with all the other low-lifes like me.
Hey, don't take it personally. I called myself a low-life too, so it's okay.
I think.
Are we homies now? Best friends? Yes? No? Too bad, you don't have a choice.
