"Chrys?" My mom yells from downstairs.
"Yeah mum?" I ask.
"Come down here and get your little sister something to eat. Now"
I sigh and go get Elizabeth some food.
"Mom? Do you know about any jobs in town?" I ask
"Oh! Yes, I do!" She says and smiles brightly. She's been waiting for me to ask that I'm sure. "Why not work at the gas station with me? We've been needing some new workers!"
I can't work with my mom and her bright ass attitude. Hmm. How should I say this nicely? Oh! I know! "Mum! I can't work with your bright ass attitude! And the rest of the workers there are assholes!" Perfect.
"Chrysanthemum Rose Harbin!!-" Have I told you that I share the same last name as Caleb Harbin? The old vocalist for 'Farewell, My Love'? It's crazy! But we're not actually related.. I think. -"Stop with all the swearing! You know if your dad heard that come out of your mouth, he'd beat you!! And my coworkers are perfectly nice people! And MY ATTITUDE IS JUST FINE" She yelled the last part really loud. Yeah, bitch, totally 'fine.'
"Whatever" I say.
I run upstairs before my mum can say anything and get dressed for the day and do my hair and makeup. I don't wear a lot of makeup, just eyeliner and mascara, eye shadow for special occasions.
I think I should tell you a bit about me and what I look like!
So first off I love animals. I used to want to be a vet ever since I was like, 4 but not so much anymore. I love art as well. I play drums, keyboard, guitar and bass. Sadly, I only own an acoustic and a really old drum set that was my brothers.
Now. I'm 15 and I'm about 5"6. I have completely grey eyes and I dyed my hair neon red. My hair was like 'scene hair', but I wanted a mohawk.. instead I shaved half of it. Some other day I'll shave the other half for my mohawk. I wear mainly skinny jeans, whatever shoes I have, I wear mainly bands tees, a few shirts I made to look unique, and tees with the anarchy symbol on it. I prefer not to be called 'punk' but I guess that's what I am. But I do listen to a lot of metal core and post-hardcore bands, a lot of different rock, and several rock sub-genres, quite a lot of punk rock and punk bands (Green Day, Billy Talent, Anti-Flag, etc.)
But I really love and I mean I really love dubstep, edm, progressive house, etc.. deadmau5 and Excision and some of my favorites.
My heroes are: Celldweller, Blue Stahli, Billy Talent, Of mice & Men, Demi Lovato (yes, I'm serious) and most importantly, my brother. Draven. We are like best friends. He's the only one I can tell my darkest secrets.
Now now! I put on my light blue skinny jeans, my shirt with the anarchy symbol on it, a couple band wristbands and spiky bracelets, and my black leather jacket and my black leather boots that are amazing. I got them at Wet Seal for only 30 bucks!
I hear Fake It by Seether come on, my ringtone.
I read the screen: Kara
She's been my bestfriend for a year or so.
"Hey!" I say.
"What's up? You coming over?" she asks.
"Can't. Y'know I got school."
"Ugh. Can't you just skip today?"
"What would we even do?" I ask. I didn't really want to skip today..
"Well me and Asher are gonna walk around town and probably go to the mall"
"Seems boring. C'ya." I say and hang up before she says anything.
I grab my messenger bag and run downstairs. "Mom!!" I yell
"What?" she asks.
"Can I take the car to school?" I beg.
"No! You're not old enough yet. Can't you wait until you're 16?" she asks.
"Nope" I say and run to catch the city bus.
I get a few stars and I spot Asher. I guess he bailed on Kara also. He sees me and gets me to sit in the way back with him.
"You bailed too?" I ask while sitting down.
"Yup. I need these grades or I'm not passing.. again" he says.
"Yeah...." I say and it's silent for the rest of the way to the school.
(a/n) sooooo I hope you like it so far! I've went through it over and over hoping it's good and fixing any mistakes. I'm hoping I will actually update this one often and anytime I have free time. Thanks for reading though! Hope you read it until it's finished! :P
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Run Away
Teen FictionThis is about how a girl, Chrys, age 15, leaves her home in Grand Forks, North Dakota to go to a school in NYC called Dubspot. Ever since she found out about dubstep music, she wanted to be like her heroes. Celldweller and Blue Stahli. But first, s...