Just Surviving

1. Worst Day's

You never know when your last good day is in till your looking back at memory's. My last good day was when I still went to my small high school in Kentucky but now I am in California due to my Mom's new job. The big school and move has been the root of my problems since day one. I used to have a boyfriend named Will and a group of friends that I have known since third grade but they all couldn't do long distance. Will was the center of my world and helped me get through my day. Our love story was one like in the movies, I was the quiet geek and he was the star football player who had been neighbors with me all my life. Everyone at school was shocked when we first started kissing in the hallways but after a month or two they got used to it, I had never expected our two year relationship to end. Now I am here in a world of skyscrapers and concrete when all I want is to be home with Will.

"Honey, come eat breakfast!" My mom always insists that I eat even though I am never hungry in the mornings. " How many times will I have to tell you I am not hungry? " "You have to eat because it starts your day off right." My mom was a Doctor at the children's hospital in California and she always worried about my health. "Whatever mom I am going to school." The only thing I have been able to keep besides pictures that remind me of home is my old pickup truck. Sure it has chipping paint and a little rust but who cares. My school is 5 blocks from my house so I only need ten minutes to get to school. When I pull into the parking lot at my school I see Taylor sitting with her minions on the front steps. She had her head worker Mary sitting on her left and the twin devils on her right. Usually her boyfriend Harry is beside her but he is probably at his baseball practice or something. As soon as I get out of my truck her eyes dart towards me. "Madison, come over here with for a second." I knew I should just walk away but I would regret it later knowing Taylor. "Do you need something?" The sass in my voice made her glare at me. "I was going to tell you that as head of the student board you need to get a new car because it is hideous." "Who do you think you are telling me what to drive? Your not my mother or anything to me." "Your going to regret saying that Madison." If looks could kill I would be dead right now. As I walk away I hear her yell that I need new clothes because I look like a boy. All I am wearing is a pair of skinny jeans with a couple holes in them and a Purple hoodie. As I look at my outfit I run into my locker and hear giggles around me, of course when I look over it is Taylor who is now with her boyfriend Harry. Next to him I see his best friend Cole who is the only one not laughing. His hair is falling in his eyes and his shirt clings to him so that you can every muscle. After they walk away I turn to my locker and get my books for the next two classes. "Hey Madison, how was your weekend?" Claire was the only friend that I had made in California and I will be forever thankful. " My weekend was the same as usual, I read a book and watched Supernatural on Netflix." " Madison I know you are still sad about Will and leaving Kentucky but you need to move on." I stopped dead in my tracks and whipped my head to look at Claire. She knows not to bring him up or anything that has to do with my old life but she did it anyways. "I have moved on and please don't ever tell me how to live my life again." I know that I am being overdramatic but she hit a nerve with her comment and I am mad now. We are now sitting in math but I can't take another minute being in this school. " I can't do this I am leaving." " You can't skip school Madison." Her look of shock only fuels my decision to leave school. "Watch me."

             

My car comes to a stop in the parking lot of the only thing I like about California, the beach. The waves have a way of calming me and helping me think, the waves take me to a different place. Now that I am sitting here and replaying my morning I feel bad about what I said to Claire. She has been so understanding and forgiving through my mood swings and I should be nicer to her. After all she is my only friend in that stupid place. Its just that I am so different from them, I have a county accent, pale skin and long brown hair while they are tan and beautiful. I have only been depressed once before in my life and it was when my dad died when I was 10 but this is a whole new low. The pain those people cause me is ten time's worse then any loss, they make me hate myself and everyone around me. They have turned me cold and there is no longer life in my eyes. By now I am crying while waves roll over my feet and soon they will reach my pants but I don't care.