Story Of A Lonely Girl

Two

-Lucifer's point of view-

I woke up to my alarm clock and turned on the radio like I did every morning just to chill. The Offspring was on. I changed into some black skinny jeans, a band shirt and my checkered slip-ons, and boy were those suckers worn out. I could almost see my toe peeking through a hole of my shoe, but they were my fave pair so I didn’t care. I washed my face and went to the kitchen to make some breakfast. As I’m the first to wake up in this house, I turned the kitchen and living room lights on. I ate while preparing my stuff. Today was my first day of school, and it was a new school.

I moved with my family here at California because of my dad’s job. I used to live in Texas so yeah, this was going to be a big change, though we still live in the suburbs.

This year’s gonna be a pain in the ass. I’m so anti-social with people, you could say I’m actually scared to interact with people, and as you might have guessed, in Texas I have only one friend, but who needs more right? I mean, I’d rather have just a loyal Agus than 20 other bitches that I don’t know if they’ll be for me, right? Agus and I are friends since kinder-garden and now at age 16, we’re inseparable. We pinkie-promised to stay in touch online and meet each couple of months.

I grabbed only a pen, a spiraled notebook and my lunch and stuffed it in my backpack. I supposed we wouldn’t do almost anything today, just take notes of crap, eat and then eventually go home because yay it’s the first day of school.

I went to my parents’ bedroom and kissed them both on the cheek to say goodbye. Dad had already taught me earlier that week on how to go to school on the bus so I could go alone since we didn’t own a car. It was a 1 hour bus drive to school. Hell yeah, fuck distance.

*Later that day*

I arrived at 7:40 to school, I was almost late. Oh how strange of me showing up late to places. Sarcasm, obviously.

I checked my schedule and saw I had math on my first period. Great. It’s Monday and I have math on my first period, just great.

Later that day I had Physics and Language Arts, then lunch.

I felt the hours pass by so motherfucking slow as we did absolutely nothing as I expected. We would just present ourselves a bit, the teacher as well. As usual I would present myself saying my name aloud: “Lucifer Mon” and the teacher’s response would always be “Lucif-what?” and everybody would laugh to that. Fuck off, people.

At lunch I sat alone in a small table. I opened my brown paper bag with food in it. I had a pb & j sandwich and a Caprisun. Bitches like Caprisun. I also had some yogurt, and instead of a cute note from my mom saying ‘take care’ or ‘good luck or ‘don’t break anything’, I would always stuff in a paper with some random song lyrics written with my own handwriting. I used to do this with my best friend back there in Texas, and we would swap song lyrics everytime.

Today’s lyrics were “tomorrow holds such better days”

(Author’s note: yes, I know Lucifer hasn’t met blink-182 yet, nor are they famous, but guys lets fucking face it. It’s a fanfic and nothing has to be real here. It’s all in my weird imagination. So yeah, you can keep on reading, ily)

I ate awkwardly in silence while drawing band logos on the cover of my spiraled notebook and doodling random stuff all over it.

I left the cafeteria way sooner than I had to, ‘cause I got real bored. I decided to go to the bathroom; I really had to take a piss.

When I got there, I looked at my face; and hell it was a mess. Last time I checked it looked the same so hmm I think I’ll check again when I give a fuck, which would be never.

I got out and headed towards the halls and left my whole backpack in my locker because I’m too fucking lazy to take it with me while I wait for lunch time to end.

I closed my locker and I was heading off to keep exploring a bit more of my huge school and that’s when I suddenly bumped into this guy.