Maron's P.O.V
NYA
NYA
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I woke up to the annoying sound of the customized electric clock on my red cedar bedside table. I hit the snooze button. (3 seconds) I rubbed my eyes and made my way to the closet.
Aw, shit!!! Today we have school!! I completely forgot that I have school today. I jumped out of bed, rushing to my closet.
I decided to wear one of my famous maroon hoodies with white ripped jeans, bondage boots, and my sabertooth necklace. The sabertooth necklace was a gift from my mother 10 years ago. I don't know how she is, or where she is right now. But, honestly, I really couldn't care less.
Yeah, some people might think that's harsh, but why wonder or care about people who aren't in your life anymore? It's just a waste of time.
I made my way to my door from the closet. As I was about to leave, I grabbed my phone and headphones.
I would not be able to survive a day without my headphones.
Hmph, I couldn't agree more.
Shut up!
Why should I?
Fuck you!!
I definitely would, if I could.
"BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!!!!" I shouted angrily at them, they never shut up and it gets on my nerves.
"I apologize"
"Yeah, whatever Aria said."
"Good, now both of you better kiss and make up before I go to this new school, 'cause I don't need a headache on my first day of school- sorry, I meant hell," I told both of them before making my way to the door of my apartment.
I lock up the apartment and go towards the rusty old stairs. This place can collapse at any moment, but I don't care. I've only been here for 3 days, but I feel as if I've been here for years. Many of my new neighbors are druggies, alcoholics, or dealers.
If you couldn't tell, this was one of the kinds of towns or streets that were considered one of the "Bad Neighborhoods".
When I had told my adoptive father that I didn't want to live in the house he has here, in Vernon Hills Illinois, he asked me where I wanted to stay. On one condition, and that was that I had to have good behavior and NOT get kicked out. He didn't care if I got detention, or if I got into fights, he just wants me to STAY at this school for at least a semester and a half.
I could do that...
HA, bitch who you kidding!!
Yeah, you can't go 1 day without trying or wanting to kill someone.
"Ok, fine!!" I reply agitated, kinda wishing they were still arguing, cause when they are arguing they can get annoying, but if they agree with each other and it's against me, it's irritating.
I get on my motorcycle and head towards my new hell-hole.
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Cain's P.O.V
SLAM!!!
"Ugh...why'd you do that?" I ask my little sister, Naomi.
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