This Is Reality

First Day Of Hell🙃

Kyla;
You see here this is the kind of pain nobody tells you about. you don't learn about it in school, at home or even off the internet, its rare. Thats why you must believe me when I say moving is NOT going to solve my problem. Obviously my mother thinks otherwise as she already sent me off to South Lake High School.

She thinks ill "make new friends" and "have a blast". She thinks I can just forget what happened a couple months ago. And I hate to break it to her but that sounds like a fantasy to me, and well this.. This is reality.

"Sweetie please come down its time to go. You dont want to be late for your big day! " My mother screamed up to me.

Was she stupid? Or did she lose her mind? Obviously I didn't care about being late when I didn't want to go. Now I may  sound like a bitch but I swear I have a really good reason to not go.

"Kyla!" My mother screams up.

"Im Coming" I yell back down in annoyance.

Walking over to the mirror I look at my reflection There isn't much to it besides green eyes and long straight brown hair. First I throw on a black tank top with my favorite leather jacket, a dark pair of denim jeans and combat boots. Then I brush out my hair a bit and make sure to put my bangs in front of my face. Add a little powder, eyeliner and mascara and done.

Now I know what your thinking "oh shes one of those girls getting dressed up for school" and if thats what your thinking your wrong. This is just what I wear all the time and no I'm not some bad ass biker chick, the jackets just comfy. Running downstairs i grab my bag and go to catch the bus only to watch it drive away.

"Ill drive you come on" My mom says from behind me before leaning over and kissing me on the cheek.

My mom driving me to my first day of being a junior at a new high school. Wow why not just stick me in a diaper and make me 2 again huh? The drive was nice and quiet when we pulled up to a large building. I felt memories trying to flash back but i refuse to let them i got out of the car but not before telling my mom thank you for driving me. She knows i cant drive ever since.. well at least thats what she assumes.

I walked up to the doors of the High school and felt a wave of nauseous come and go. I pictured a girl sitting by herself with brown hair and blue eyes. Smiling down at her book looking so happy but so lonely. Next a girl with similar hair and green eyes walking over to her. I could hear my boots hitting the steps each time growing louder and louder. Softly a fainted "my names Hailey" played in my mind. Hailey.

I could feel myself starting to panic when suddenly BAM. I ran into something hard and fell over knocking everything out of my bag. How embarrassing running into a locker on the first day of school. I looked up to see a pair of blue eyes staring down at me, it wasn't a locker at all. It was a guy and he was breath taking. His hair was a dirty blonde and he had blue eyes that reminded me of the ocean waves.

"Sorry" I managed to whisper out. I hated how vulnerable i sounded to this guy i didn't even know.

"Yeah you should be watch where your going" He spat back out.

And suddenly all my day fantasies of him were long gone. He was about to walk away when I stood right in front of him. Maybe cause im the new girl he thinks he can walk all over me, maybe because hes some tough guy he thinks ill bow down at his feet but if hes anything like him. He must know i do not give up that easy. Even thinking of the prick made me so pissed i couldnt stop what i said next.

"Excuse you but I am a person not sidewalk you can step on. I said im sorry but you know what im so not cause your an asshole just like....others" I stopped myself in the middle of my rage because I almost said to much.