Powerless

1.5K 30 5
                                    


The town of Riverdale was no ordinary town, and neither were the people who lived in it. The people in the town were special in that almost of them had abilities. In other words, most people in Riverdale had superpowers. Some powers ran in the family while others had powers that seemed completely random. People got their powers throughout their childhood, but by the time they entered high school, they were supposed to have them. Key word being supposed, because one person didn't; Cheryl Blossom.

Cheryl Blossom was the outcasts of all outcasts. She was shunned by her family for her lack of a power and ostracised by the people at school for the same reason. People bullied her constantly through both physical and verbal abuse while at home she got something similar from the people that were supposed to love her no matter what. Even her twin brother Jason didn't love her and treated her like dirt while at school. One only good parts of her day were when she was alone, and there was no one there to torment her; like when she locked herself in her room, hid within Riverdale High School's library, or found quiet anywhere around town. There was a feeling of freedom in those moments, a feeling that was as fleeting as the sunset. It would be there for a while, but would always go away only to return the next day. 

. . .

"Get your ass up!" A stern and aggressive voice yelled, waking up Cheryl from her peaceful and quiet sleep, stealing her from the dream world she had been in for the past hours. Cheryl didn't respond and when she didn't her mother let out another round of yelling, "If you don't get up then so help me I am going to throw you out of this damn house!" Cheryl was instantly wide awake and calling out to her mother in a tired and strained tone, "I'm up mother," She knew that her mother would honor her threats, having lived out so many of them in the past. 

Penelope Blossom didn't speak to her daughter again, Cheryl saw her feet leave the area in front of her door and heard her heel click against the hardwood as she walked down the stairs to where the rest of the family was most likely eating breakfast. The Blossom girl, who was already out of bed, made her way over to her closet and pulled out a pair of skinny black jeans and a white shirt that exposed her shoulders. She quickly got dressed and slid on her black sneakers. Finally, she made her way to her bathroom and brushed her teeth before trying to figure out what do with her hair. Her hair, another thing that set her apart from her family. While everyone in her family had bright, fiery red hair, Cheryl didn't and never had. Her hair was a dark, boring brown. After fussing with it for a solid ten minutes, she just decided to put it up into a high ponytail. After putting on a little makeup and packing her bag, she was ready to go.

She bolted down the stairs, trying to avoid running into anyone else, something she was successful in doing thank god. The brown haired girl managed to sneak into the kitchen when no one was looking and grab a breakfast bar before heading out the door. While her brother had a car, as did her parents, Cheryl didn't. Jason hated giving her a ride and her mother and father were never going to so this meant that unless she could get another ride, she would have to walk. Thankfully, she had saved up enough money to buy herself a bike, not a motorcycle, unfortunately, just a regular bike. She had hidden it from the rest of her family, knowing that if they found out about it, it would most certainly be taken from her within seconds.

       The ride to school was quick because Cheryl was in a rush to get there as fast as possible. Over the years she had realized that it was easier to avoid bullies if she got to school earlier, so she always tried to get to school about an hour early. Not only could she avoid bullies, but she could also get in some studying, even though she didn't need it. However, she knew that if she wanted to get out of this town, she was going to need good grades to get the scholarship she needed. Her parents were not going to pay a lot of money to send her to school.

You Don't Have To Be SuperwomanWhere stories live. Discover now