Why Me?

Good To Bad

After thinking a long time in my room I began to get hungry. Then I remember the food I have in my mini fridge. So I pray that mum didn't take it out as I'm walking over to the mini fridge, when I open it and when I looks inside I thank god that there's chocolate cake a can of Relentless and a pack of gay bacon (rainbow belts)

I was thinking, why should I be good if all I get in return is this as my life. All I get is lies and torment, well I decided no more. I will not be the good innocent little girl no more. No, I will be as bad as I can be, maybe all the bad things that have happened to me was a way telling me to change. Maybe being bad will bring me good.

So I'll change, I'll be more sarcastic, rude, spoilt, arrogant and sexy. Maybe? I'll see...

I think I am acting on pure rage right now and I'm tired so I think I should wait until morning and see how I feel then. I mean I am sick of always being the good one and well behaved.

So I want a change...

His eyes all I can focus on is his eyes. I haven't been able to look into many peoples eyes, not for long anyway. I always avert eye contact, I can't help it.

But his eyes there's something about them. I can't remember where I've seen them but i know I've I have.

And I will find out who's eyes they are if it's the last thing I do....

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Gotta love waking up after a late night to realise that you've slept through your alarm.

It's only Thursday and I just wanna sleep more, I might as well get up now then

After getting ready wearing my black super skinny jeans, a dark blue t-shirt, a black leather jacket and dark blue trainers I was ready to leave. I began creeping around the house, I think mum is at work and I don't know where my "brother" is so I belted towards the door and left home.

Uhyrr

I was only 40 minutes late for first lesson so I guess it's not too bad. But I wanna be bad right? so this way it's better.

I have triple art first, so I make my way with my sketch book up to the room. I slam the door open and everyone's eyes land on me, I hate attention. I roll my eyes and walk straight in.

"Why are you late, miss cassadee is it? The new girl" Giving me a look of disapproval

Rude remember "Does it concern you?" I raise my eyebrows at her

"Well yes it does since you are late to my lesson"

"Does it look like I care?" I have sass when I wanna use it

"Can you step outside for a moment please" it wasn't even a question just a command

I just sigh and walk back out the door. When I hear the door shut behind me i turn around the face her.

"Is everything alright?" Her voice sounded concerned

No "fine, why wouldn't it be"

"I dunno you seem a bit off today, I've heard great things about you from other teachers, and you didn't turn up to my lessons yesterday. this is the first time I've met you I was expecting someone polite" no shiz...

"People change. Why can't I? it's for the best anyway"

"I think I like the other you, why did you change?"

"Listen if I want another therapist i'd get one. I don't need to talk to you about my 'problems' I said I was fine. Now drop it" I seethed at her bringing up therapists reminded me of Naomi and how it's all my mums fault, which made me more angry