Sander sides. (partly x reader shit)

Introduction: How you met the sides!

Before I get started, I am warning you now, Im going to stay on your perspective for a while. Also I'm using They/Them pronouns when not using your perspective because i dont want to offend anybody. But so you know you are a female if you want to change that and say you are a non-binary pall (Like my dumbass(Im not saying that being non-binary is a bad thing im just saying im a worthless piece of shit))you can do that as well. Also here are what the things mean. 
Y/n: Your name
H/c: Hair color. 
E/c: Eye color. 
F/b: Favorite band. 
F/f: Favorite food. 
F/d: Favorite drink. 
and if there is more that i forget and you are curious please do question if you wish.  Also i know i have bad spelling if you got a problem with if FIGHT ME BITCH!

-warning: Swearing, Blood, Abuse. IF YOU DONT LIKE ANY OF THESE THINGS THEN DONT READ IT!!!!!!! Now then im pretty sure thats all so. . . . On with the story. -

I hear a beeping sound. 'great' I thought to myself. 'Well might as well get out of here before dad thinks im late for school and makes me late.' I thought as i climbed off my bed turning off my alarm.  I went to my closet and pulled out my F/b T-shirt. I put on my black Jeans/sweatpants/jeggings/leggings and go to brush my teeth. I never ate breakfast. I was never hungry in the morning. After i finished brushing my teeth i realized i forgot my black hoodie. I go back into my room to grab it real quick. I then brush my long/short h/c hair. I went back to my room and grabbed my stuff for school. I rushed out the door without telling my dad. Something i did very often. I ran to the bus stop. When i got there i was early, as always. After about five minutes of me playing on my phone, the other kids came and waited. Most of them never did talk with me. Others on the other hand. . . . they hated me. . . . . i was ready to get the ever living shit beat out of me. 

"Oh my god its poor little pathetic freak. Did you leave early so your daddy wouldnt beat you?" A familiar female voice called to me from afar. 

"shut it." i muttered to myself as they walked closer and closer to me. 

"I asked you a question freak, that means, you answer me." The girl pulled your hair so you had to take a step back. 

"Look. i dont want any trouble Veronica."(If your name is Veronica, just pretend her name is Clair) I stated super quietly, and I knew she heard me when I felt her fake nails dig into my neck. 

"I dont care freak." Veronica stated very harshly. 

I let out a little gasp, i  felt her fake nails break skin as she dug her nails deeper into the back of my neck. I saw the bus coming and I sighed in relief. i knew she would leave me alone until we got to school.  Veronica looked at her little goons, Rebecca(If thats your name pretend its Barbra(same with the other three)), Lucy, Jasmine, and Heather, and let go of me. I held the back of my neck. The bus stopped and we all got on. Veronica and her goons sat in the back. I sat in the front, like always. The bus stopped, we had arrived at school. 'Great, just another day of getting tortured, ignored, and picked on by everyone. Including my teachers, which was very sad. I thought they were supposed to help you when you get bullied.' I thought as i climbed off the bus. I went to the cafeteria. I knew they wouldnt follow me until they got hungry. 

"I hate my life" I muttered to myself as i sat down at a table that had nobody at it. After a few minutes i saw Veronica. Without her goons for once, but that didn't matter, boys crowded her, shouting her name and screaming that they loved her. I scoffed to myself. 

"Social interaction is a waste of time." I said, before i looked back down at the table, listening to F/b. 

The rest of the morning went pretty smoothly. I was ignored as always. Got a couple of dirty looks from everyone. Kids laughed at me when they saw me because they always talked shit behind my back. I knew this, i didnt care. This hell hole was better than the one at home.