Olivia's Story

Chapter 29

I'm up getting ready for school while everyone else is asleep, that I know if at least. It's like 5:30 so they should be. I'm up so early cause I wanna look perfect for the first day. Everyday actually. I'm gonna start wearing makeup everyday, doing my hair in different styles, and dressing to impress. I just want to be that bitch for my last year of high school and I will be.

I just got out of the shower and did everything I needed to do. Now I'm throwing something on.

After I threw something on I plugged up the flat irons then looked for something to wear.

After I got something to wear I started flat ironing my hair. It took me a minute but I found something.

While I was flat ironing my hair my door opened. I looked at my door through my mirror. It's Trever. "Oh you're up.", Trever said.

"Yup.", I said.

"What time you wanna leave?"

"I'll be ready by 7:30."

"Alright.", he said before leaving. He closed my door behind him.

After I flat ironed my hair I plugged up my wand then got on Instagram.

After my wand got hot I put my phone down and started curling my hair.

When I was done I started getting dressed. My phone rung and I picked it up without seeing who it was.

Me:Hello?
Unonown:I need a ride.

It's Cali.

Me:Okay, we'll pick you up.
Cali:Okay, thanks.
Me:No problem.

We hung up. As I buttoned up my pants somebody knocked on my door. "Hold on.", I said. After I put on my under shirt I went and opened the door. It's Trever.

"Can you do something to my hair?", Trever asked.

"Mhm." I moved over and he came in. He sat down and I started putting his hair into two braids. "I'm done.", I said after I finished.

"Thanks. You look beautiful.", he said. I smiled.

"Thank you babe. You look sexy as fuck." He smiled.

"You're welcome and thank you. You almost ready?"

"Almost.", I said.

"Okay, I'll be in my room.", he said.

"Okay, we gotta pick Cali up."

"Okay." He left closing the door behind him. I finished getting ready then made sure I had everything.

After I made sure I had everything I grabbed my stuff then went to Trever's room turning off my lights and closing my door behind me.

...

Me and Trever walked in holding hands with Cali on the side of me. Her and Travis aren't talking, I think they might break up.

Travis asked Cali to talk and she said okay so they walked away together.

While Trever was talking to a few of his friends I caught the principal looking at me making me uncomfortable. I got closer to Trever and held his hand a little tighter.

Why is he looking at me? Maybe I should've worn something different. Nah. People will look I guess. Just wish it wasn't him.

"You alright?", Trever asked in my ear. I shook my head up and down. "You sure?" I shook my head up and down.

"Hey Olivia.", this girl that I don't know said as she walked past me.

"Hey.", I said.

...

At the lunch table I caught this boy looking at my arm. I quickly put it under the table. I had on a jean jacket but I got hot so I took it off. "Black people do that?",he asked a little loud. I didn't reply. Trever was too busy talking to his friends to actually pay attention to the boy and Cali isn't at lunch. "You emo or something?" I didn't reply. "Hello?", he asked a little louder making Trever and people look. "Why do you cut yourself?"

"Shut the fuck up and mind your business.", Trever said. People started whispering. Fuck.

"You emo? How can you be black and e-" The boy was shut up by Trever punching him in the face. They started fighting.

As I tried breaking them up I got punched in the face by that boy. I grabbed my stuff and ran out of the lunchroom to the bathroom.

...

"Can you believe that that Olivia girl is emo?", a girl asked outside of the stall. I'm not emo.

"She is? I didn't know black people could be emo.", another girl said.

"Me either. She cut herself too."

"She must be crazy." I'm not crazy.

...

While I was looking in the bathroom mirror somebody came in. I looked down. I see boy shoes. I shot my head up. It's Trever. He's not supposed to be in here. "Baby you okay?", Trever asked.

"Yes, you're not supposed to be in here. You can get in trouble.", I said.

"I don't give a fuck. I had to come check on you." I smiled.

"I'm okay baby. Did you get in serious trouble?"

"Nah, I just got a two day. They called my parents but they didn't give a fuck, I don't live with them. Anyways I gotta go, you wanna come with me or do you want me to pick you up after school?", he asked.

"I wanna come with you. I gotta call my daddy first.", I said.

"Okay, come on." I hate that people think I'm crazy and emo. I especially hate that people know that I used to cut and that they think I still do. This year will be hell.