Trust. (A Janoskians Fanfiction) ♡

When Boredom Strikes.

Chapter 1

The Beep! Beep! Beeping! of one stupid car kept me up all night. I got zero sleep last night. But my crappy nonsleep is currently the easiest thing to deal with since life really sucks when your family is leaving you behind. I should know. I'm Scarlett Keisha King, currently the undisputed Queen of Making Everyone Pissed Land.

My suspension was going to end in less than a week, and now, with my parents gone wandering in Hawaii for they're wedding anniversary, I'll have to die of boredom at home and have to withstand the whore-filled school. The only entertainment I have now is my slate blue ukulele, penny board and my iPhone.

I pulled on a denim jacket over my purple Beatles shirt and grey skinny jeans along with my comfy chuck taylors and got out of the house. I payed a visit to my favourite cafe, The VaniTea. The tragically unhip "tea lounge" in the mall, I come by here almost every school night until nine, as well as weekends.

The mall wasn't a superfunky boutique mall with trendy shoe shops and retro bags, either. It was just your run-of-mill, suburban mall with three Auntie Anne's pretzel outpost and an Abercrombie in with the east and west corridors. In a word, boring.

The beige and teal walls we're adorned with shoulder-high shelving that boasted the complete collection of "Teas of The World" teapots. The smell of freshly brewed tea surrounded me.

"Hey Scarlett, the usual?" A petite girl who goes by the name Cerys asked politely. Her name tag read, 'Cerys, Tea Connoisseur. How may I help you?'. I nodded. I was one of the regulars here, it always made me feel special because while everybody else is going to Starbucks, I'll be here avoiding their annoying voices. It's always so relaxing here, no annoying girls, no heartbreaking jocks, just normal people.

Honestly, to think of it, I'm daring, I speak my opinion and I don't care about anyone but the people I love which is my family. It's hard to trust people nowadays because all the fake people are like leaves on the floor but the healthy leaves are up on the tree tops. I cupped my hands around the styrofoam cup and sipped the warm tea.

"Scar, why aren't you in school?" Cerys asked mixing a tea bag in her cup

"I got suspended for calling the blonde slut in the school a desperate hooker and coincidentally, the hypocrite principal caught me in action. I wasn't in the wrong anyway." I stated. I don't get how bullying the newbies in school is fun. It's stupid. Cerys was at least young enough to understand me. She was working so that she could pay off her apartment rents. Whereas my parents thinks my actions we're irrelevant and decides to ground me.

"Don't worry, I feel you sister." She reached me for a fist bump. It was funny how she understood me unlike the other people in the world. We bumped and chuckled. I sat on the platform in the lounge and performed "Born To Die" with my ukulele to the mini audience. By mini, I mean ten people including Cerys.

I felt appreciated every time I played my ukulele. My parents were always the one who taught me to follow my dreams, and to stand up for myself. Not copy everybody like I had no originality. They were the ones who always tried to give every bit of love they had. Sometimes, I feel tad bad for my parents when I get expelled or suspended. But, I'm grateful they gave birth to a person I am right now. What would I ever do without them.

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A/N: Hey guys! It's my first REAL fanfiction ever, no hate. There isn't any Janoskians related things in this chapter until the next chapter. Sorry. Enjoy! xo

- Sabrina ♡