Live and Let Die

Chapter 1

I hate this.

Moving. Leaving. Living.

I hate it all.

My dad got a job offer in Washington and it was 'to good to pass up'. What a bunch of fuckery. My life was was started here. I lived it here.

I tried to end it here...

Why must we go through this?! We can just stay here in Pittsburgh and be a happy family. We could have been something in this town if it wasn't for my mum.

She was the town's crazy drunk. They called her so many names but they all didn't match up. Except for one.

Crazy cunt

She was something, a'right. She didn't care what people thought. She would get wasted and roam the streets, trying to look sober.

One night.
One fucking night.
Changed us all.

No wonder we're moving. My dad is running from memories. From pain. From death. I guess I can't blame him, though I don't really care all that much.

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9-28-15

It's just a few weeks away. After Halloween, we will be in the suicide state. Might as well make the most of it.

I walk into class like usual. Everyone is an asshole, as usual. There's Brittany, the bitch. Cassy the whore. And Timothy Blake. He was the weird one. He never talked to anyone, he never ate, nothing.

School was the same as always. Jocks making out with the cheerleaders. The nerds are playing Yu-Gi-Oh and the emos are smoking pot in the janitorial office. Half of the kids at this damn school have no clue who the outcasts are. These so called 'outcasts' consist of Me, my best friend Levi, the creepy twins, Dextor the lab geek and Summer the prissy little 'mind of a toddler' girl. Timothy never fit into a place, so I gave him one.

Anti Social Social Club

Pretty great right? I know, I thought of it myself... And um... I saw it in Teen Vogue...

Anyways, we all just had a place. We had a group of people we belonged to. It's all pretty simply really. Jocks and Cheerleaders run the school, then the emos, then the nerds. We never got the chance. It was forbidden that we ran the school.

Just wait till we move, you'll see.

Anyssa isn't a fucking pussy.

I'll fit in. I'll be the cool one.

If I'm not dead.