His Little Princess (Henry Bowers) Completed

The Shed (1)

I woke up, today's the last day of school, finally... It's been four months since my mom died. I basically live in our shed now, my dad is a cop. Not a good one though. He's always been bad news, so it's not like I ain't used to it now..... The shed is my little sanctuary, my own little library of stories. Books upon books fill the walls. I have a little area I usually read in, then there's my knife collection. I learned the craft of knife/machete welding. It's cool honestly, I work at a knife/machete weilding company, so I've picked up a few things. I mostly just sell them while others make them in the back, but a guy named Zeke has taught me a few things he's only a half year older than me. Sometimes I help out, it just kind of depends. Oh, Zeke is my best friend.

Zeke has shoulder length black hair, he has dark brown eyes, almost like puppy dog eyes. He has tannish skin. He's darker than I am anyways, that's not saying much....

Anyways, my name is Harper Rohds. I have long blonde hair that goes to my mid-back and dark brown eyes.

I woke up and went straight to the bathroom, I put on light blue skinny jeans and a black T-shirt with a machete on the front and the logo Point Taken around it. Yes that is the name of the company, no it's not a very sharp name. (Pun Intended 😉 kay, I'll stop now) I grabbed my bag and realized the zipper was down, all my stuff fell out onto the table so I quickly shoved it all back in.

I ran outside, I had to walk to school. As usual... When I got outside, I realized. It was pouring rain.

"Fuck!" I muttered as I began to run the half mile walk. As I was running I saw a familiar blue mustang speeding down the road. I stopped running and quickly began getting off the road and onto the sidewalk. They sped passed laughing and covered me in water from a puddle.... Just fucking great, I didn't have enough time to go back so I continued running to school looking like a wet rat. I got to school and Zeke came out the doors to greet me, the Bowers gang standing in front of the doors under the roof staying dry. Victor and his girlfriend Emma were to busy sucking faces to notice anything going on around them.

"What the hell happened to you?" He asked.

"Bowers." I answered kind of pissed off.

"I have extra clothes, they're sweatpants and a sweatshirt, but that's it." He stated looking at me sympathetically.

"Just shoot me..." I muttered.

"Hey, it's the last day of school. I'll go get the clothes and the rest of the day will go fine." He said with a bright smile. Why is he always so happy? Why can't I be that happy?

I followed him into the school, Victor making out with his girlfriend(Still). Patrick was laughing, Belch wasn't paying attention. Henry stared at me as I walked into the school with his usual 'I don't give a fuck' face. Zeke gave me the black sweatpants and his sweatshirt that he got for playing football.

"Thanks." I muttered.

"Anytime." He replied. I went into the girls bathroom and changed, just as I walked out. I saw Greta.

"Huh, I see a slut." She smirked.

"Stop lookin in the mirror, you won't see it anymore." I stated as I walked out.

Zeke was standing by my locker.

"I look like shit." I stated.

"You look fine." He said smiling.

"No I don't!" I whined.

"Coulda been worse." He stated.

"How?" I asked doubtfully.

"If I didn't have those, you'd be stuck in wet clothes all day."

"I'm about ready to skip." I said.