Just me, with you

Bye?

Authors Note:
Hey you!!
Just making sure that you have fun reading this story!

Chapter 1
"Bye mom," I say as I leave the house to get to school, okay so maybe me and my mom have this conflict where she doesn't really care about me as much as she should. I love her, but please does she love me back?!

"Umm," she responds, not a text me when you get to school, or have fun and enjoy your day! Nada, nothing.

I leave with my head high, I don't care what she thinks, I don't care about whatever she thinks, never will I ever care about her. I try convincing my self but it isn't working, I lower my head and walk out the door.

I walk to school everyday, it's fairly close. I'm a freshmen in high school, let's just say that I have friends but they never listen to when I try to speak.  Gossiping about how Kayla's skirt was too short, or how Kevin is super cute and almost every girl has a crush on him. Almost every girl, except for me.

Let's be honest the first thought that come to your mind when I said that, was that I'm gay. Nope I'm pansexual, it feels so good to say that out loud.

"Okay we don't care," a random girl who was walking said. Whoops I'm talking to myself again. That's why it felt so good to say those words out loud.

"Sorry, talking to myself," I awkwardly swing my hand around my face, my teeth clenched together.  I've seen this girl before in school, it's Chloe. She's apparently a school bully.

"Ohhhhhh you're gay!!" Chloe said and instantly looked like she swallowed a bitter lemon.  "I swear if you have a crush on me, I'll kill myself with you. I'm straight and I will always hate you gay people. So now get out of my way you, ugh ugly gay person." Chloe puts her hand in front of me and shakes it. I move over.

That hurt
That hurt a lot
Not only was she making fun of me, but she said I'm gay. I like girls but I also like any other gender out there.

If only I had a friend to stick up for me, I mean like a real friend. I sigh and close my eyes. I feel tears form in my eyes. I open them quickly and brush the tears off. Maybe I'm not pansexual maybe I am straight. Can I please be straight?! That would make my life so much easier, like for everyone.

Now how do I tell my mom about this?
Haha I don't tell her at all. Who cares about what she thinks anyways. Yeaaah. I'll just tell her when the right moment comes up.

I reach a big red and orange building,

I finally get to school, I stuff my books into my small locker and get the notebooks I need. My first class is history, I love history.

No, that's not sarcasm I just love reading. I'm a huge bookworm, but I'm not what you would call a nerd. I hate math and everything else.

As I walk to my class I think about all the characters in books who are super nice and actually accept people for who they are. All the characters are super nice and friendly, no one dies all the time. Like what happened to my dad. I remember that night perfectly.

Mom, dad and I where having a normal day at the beach I went swimming as my mom called to me and told me not to go over my waist. That was when she cared. She was making sandwiches for everyone and my dad had went to get ice cream for mom and I. When I came back from the water I saw moms flowey brown hair in the wind with her purple floppy hat on. She stroked my strawberry blond hair and looked into my bright green eyes and smiled. This was the mom I used to know, whose now changed so much. She treated me and my sister, Elisa the same.

We both sat there waiting for dad to come with the ice cream. He never did though, he never did. The cops found his body on the floor, but they never solved the case.

"Watch where you're going FREAK!" I bump into someone and snap out of my phase.
Chloe

"S-sorry," I try to apologize but it's kinda hard, the tears are brimming in my eyes.
This is how it is for me everyday, I find myself almost crying at least twice everyday. Then I think of a happier thought and shove my memories at the back of my mind.

I glare at Chloe and walk past her.