Misfits

~Chapter One~

I jolt awake from my sweat drenched bed. My hair is tangled and my forehead is surprisingly very warm with sweat beaded on it. Did I seriously see through my mom's past in that dream? Well, it definitely isn't the first time it's happen.  I've seen many visions of my mother's past. 

i slowly remove myself from my bed and shuffle to the bathroom. it definitely looks like I've seen a ghost or something. great. Another bad hair day, but this time its on my first day to my new school. Only sixteen and I've transferred to more schools than anyone else my age.

Gram says its because of my social issues, but we both know the real reason why. When I was only four, I was able to curse the preschool teacher. I can also talk to shadows and see the past and present of someone I'm close to. Gram already witnessed one when I was seven and talked to our couch's shadow. It wishes it was cleaned a lot more.

"Ashlyn I cooked your breakfast." Gram yells from downstairs. I'm too hungry to worry about my hair situation right now, so I head downstairs. when i enter the kitchen, a delicious aroma fills my nostrils. Buttery pancakes are laid out nicely on the table and gram is already there, knitting.

"Nice to see you come in here for once when I call you." Gram says with a wrinkled smile on her sun tanned skin. I laugh and begin to eat once I sit down. Times like these I cherish because they occur very little. Most of the time I'm forced to listen to the shadow's whispers of remorse and force myself to not go insane.

                                                                                ~TIME SKIP~

I look down at the white marbled floor as my red high top Converse sneakers make impact on it as i walk down the long narrowed hallways. They over flow with beat-down lockers and students who whisper gossip to one another. I don't want to make eye contact with them. its already bad enough they stare at my pure black puffy hair. Gram told me it was supposed to be auburn like my mom's, but when i had the injection after i was born, it turned permanently black. My mother hated me for it.

Soon i reach the front office and i am met with a lady wearing a tight bun and thick purple rimed glasses. she eyes me up and down, as if judging whether or not I'm sophisticated enough to even talk to her. I guess my ripped jeans and skull hoodie don't help much to convince her either. "What do YOU want?" she asks me sternly.

"I-I'm here to pick up a n-new schedule m'am. I'm n-new here." I manage to stutter. She grunts and walks off. Soon, she comes back with a huge binder that she can barely keep in her arms. she throws it down on her desk, causing a loud THUMP. Then, she flips throw the pages while licking her finger occasionally. 

Finally, when she reaches an empty page, she looks up at me and says, "Tell me your name, date of birth, and give me your ID please."

"August 24th 2002, Ashlyn Monroe, and here." i list to her then i pull out my ID and hand it to her. She scribbles it all down on the blank page and takes my ID. She walks over to her computer, types in a few things, then she scans my ID. "Its good to see you weren't lying about your name and your birthday, otherwise we would have some problems." She said, still not smiling.

I laugh nervously, and soon she prints out my schedule and hands it to me. As soon as it touches my hands, I bolt. I van't spend another second with that lady.

                                                                       ~ANOTHER TIME SKIP~

Eventually, i find my homeroom classroom. Although I'm twenty minutes late, I think I did pretty good on my own.

"I expect you to be here on time tomorrow miss." The teacher tells me when I walk in. I take my seat next to a redhead boy. he has purple eyes and small scattered freckles on his cheeks. He blushes when i notice him staring at me. "All right class, it seems we have a new student. Why don't you introduce yourself?" 

Not again. its so annoying when I have to do this every time I enter a new school. 

"Hi my name is Ashlyn Monroe. I like video games and cats. That's it." i say while standing up next to my desk. some people snickered but the teacher quickly quieted them. "Settle down everyone. that is no way to welcome Ashlyn, is it?" he says.

eventually we get to the lesson and everyone takes their attention off of me. Well except for freckles who sits next to me. I'm sure he's a nice kid and all, it's just that he keeps staring at me.

After class ends, he walks up to me in the hallways. "My name is Barron by the way. Also I know your secret." Then he walks off.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE~

Thank you for reading chapter one! I know it is different from what I normally write, but please bare with me here.

Word count~ 871 words