Just Another Day (Adopted By Josh Dun)

Thirty-Nine

I know that I haven't been updating much, but I'm here now. It's almost Christmas!!
Kamryn
I woke up with my face pressed into the bed. I had spent all day yesterday sleeping and being lazy. Now it's Wednesday and I have the start of my my junior year. Misha and Jeremy talked me into going to the high school close to set. Rich is not happy that I won't be in the workplace until 2:45. He agreed to take care of Sammy while I am gone. I shoved myself off the bed, startling Sammy. I jumped into the shower and washed the laziness off my body. I only have 2 more years of high school before I throw myself out into the big world. I dried my hair and put it up into a messy bun. I got dressed and rushed downstairs. "Morning." Rich kissed my cheek, handing me a to-go coffee. I kissed Sammy on the head and ran out the door. Misha agreed to pick me up and drop me off to and from school.

I slid into the backseat of his car, smiling at a sleepy Mark, Jensen, and Jared. We drove in complete silence to the school. "We'll see you after school. Be a good child." I chuckled and climbed out, waving at the boys I made my family. I was able to get a tour of the school a couple days ago. Misha had spent his Senior year here and was happy to show me around. It's the week after Spring Break and everyone is starting today. I went to my first period, science and sat down. "We have a new student. Kamryn Dun please come up to the front." I stood shyly next to the teacher, looking at my Converse.

The rest of my morning classes were like that. I had science, history, math, lunch and art today. Tomorrow is english, P.E, lunch, and choir. I sat at lunch, away from everyone. I am currently talking to Rich. "No friends?" I laughed. "I prefer to be friends with big, goofy children. I work with a lot of em." I heard Misha laugh in the background. "It isn't that bad. I went through high school only having one friend." "That friend is your wife. Me on the other hand don't want friends my age." We talked for a little while before they had to go shoot some scenes. "You look familiar." "Depends on what your interests are. If you like Supernatural then you may recognize me from the show." I looked up to see a familiar face, one I had spent months trying to forget. "Ethan what the hell!" I stood up and tried to walk away from him. "I just wanted to see you." "Why? So you could say how much of a disappointment I am to you? So you could tell me that I made a big mistake?" I yanked my wrist from his grasp and stepped away from him.

"Listen I am trying to get you to come home. It's not the same without you around. Just apologize to Kim and come home." "First of all, I am home. Second, Kim and I aren't getting back together. I am sorry you spent money for a lost cause. I have a life here. I have people who love me." His face twisted into an angry scowl. He raised his hand like he was going to hit me. His hand came across my face with a loud smacking sound. I pushed him away from me before running to the last class I have today.

I finished out the day with everyone staring at the growing bruise on my face. I had held back tears all day and to make things worse, Misha couldn't pick me up due to shooting taking longer than expected. I was forced to walk to work. I had let all the tears come out on my way. When I arrived, the only one to notice me was Sammy. He came running up to me and jumped up to lick my face. I carried his wiggling body to the 'family room'. When inside, a few people looked at me before turning back to talking to their friends. Jensen waved at me but didn't notice the growing welt on my face. I sat down at the furthest table from everyone, popped my earbuds in, and started my homework. I had an art project to start and I had no idea what to draw. I was supposed to draw something that represents something I love. Right now I am only sure of two things I love. Rich and Sammy.

I was left alone for a good 2 hours, until someone decided to tap on my shoulder. I looked up from my sketchbook to see Rich, with worry written all across his face. His hand went to the welt on my face, making me wince when he touched it. "What happened?" I shrugged. I didn't know whether to tell the truth or lie. "I fell." So I guess I went with lying. He moved his hand away from my face and stepped away from me. I went back to sketching a pair of angel wings and dog toys.