The Girl in the Hoodie

Chapter 1

 In dedication to  

All of my life I have been ignored, I didn't talk, so no one listened. My name is Phoenix, but it's not like you cared. I've moved around so many times and no one even shot an eye in my direction. The only time I wasn't ignored was when I was bullied, I'd rather be left alone. You can think all you want that this is just another cliche story, because it is, yet it's also not.

"Phoenix get your ass downstairs NOW!" Ms. Zachary shouted.

Shut the duck up, you are and never will be my freaking mother! Is what I would have said, if I hadn't been such a coward. I just nodded my head, even though she couldn't see me. I got dressed and showered in under 5 minutes. I walked downstairs and skipped breakfast, yet again. I walked right through the door and then I was off to school. I walked with my earbuds in and my hoodie already covering my face. I heard a loud honking noise and some yelling. I pulled my earbuds out, only to see my best friend, Zak. He smiles at me and I just glance at him. I never smile, I haven't smiled since him.

"Get your ass in the car this instant Nix!"

"I'm going, I'm going, chill bro."

"¿Dónde diablos está el fuego? Tranquillo amigo." (Where the hell is the fire? Chill out dude.)

"Lo siento mi princesa."(I'm sorry, My princess)

"No soy una princesa."(I ain't no one's princess)

We were in his Slingshot Slr, the best freaking car ever to exist, even though it technically wasn't even a car.  We turned on the radio and listened to Happier by Marshmello. 

Lately, I've been, I've been thinking
I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier                                                                                           When the morning comes

When we see what we've become
In the cold light of day we're a flame in the wind
Not the fire that we've begun
Every argument, every word we can't take back
'Cause with the all that has happened
I think that we both know the way that the story ends

Then only for a minute
I want to change my mind
'Cause this just don't feel right to me
I want to raise your spirits
I want to see you smile but
Know that means I'll have to leave

Know that means I'll have to leave
Lately, I've been, I've been thinking
I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier 

When the evening falls
And I'm left there with my thoughts
And the image of you being with someone else
Well, that's eating me up inside
But we run our course, we pretend that we're okay
Now if we jump together at least we can swim
Far away from the wreck we made

Then only for a minute
I want to change my mind
'Cause this just don't feel right to me
I want to raise your spirits
I want to see you smile but
Know that means I'll have to leave

Know that means I'll have to leave
Lately, I've been, I've been thinking
I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier

So I'll go, I'll go
I will go, go, go
So I'll go, I'll go
I will go, go, go

Lately, I've been, I've been thinking
I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier
Even though I might not like this
I think that you'll be happier, I want you to be happier

Then only for a minute (only for a minute)
I want to change my mind
'Cause this just don't feel right to me
I want to raise your spirits
I want to see you smile but
Know that means I'll have to leave

Know that means I'll have to leave
Lately, I've been, I've been thinking
I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier 

So I'll go, I'll go
I will go, go, go

We both sing/ shout the song the whole way to our school. We went our separate ways, him going to hang with the popular crowd and me just going to go up to the schools roof to smoke. On my way I hear a bunch of girls cooing about these "new guys". I didn't really pay that any attention. I just walked up to get high as frack. I hadn't realized that I wasn't alone until I heard footsteps shuffling towards me. 

I looked up, only to have a random dude pull my cigarette and throw it off the roof. I glared at him but didn't say anything. He looked at me and looked dissapointed, yet amused at the same time.  

"Now kitty don't get mad at me, but I'm pretty sure that smoking is bad for you," he said slyly. 

"Plus, it would make for pretty bad breath when we kiss," he winked at me, he fracking winked at me!  He then pulled out his own pack of cigarettes and started to smoke one. I glared up at him again, yet didn't say anything. 

"Cat got your tongue?" 

"No,"

He grinned at me and said, 

"Do you know who I am, kitty?"

"Nope, nor do I really give a shiz,"

He started laughing and then he started to wheeze. I left him there and went to my first period. 

I sat down next to the female dog who goes by the name of Ashley. Her best friends were Brittney and Courtney, I mean could you get any more basic? They were ABC, probably because that is all of the alphabet that they know.  When that stupid excuse of a class was over I met with Zak and we walked to second. 

"¿Ya conociste a los nuevos niños?"(Have you met the new kids yet?)

"desafortunadamente si y lo lamento profundamente"(Unfortunately, yes and I deeply regret it)

"Lo siento, mi  princesa"(Sorry, my princess)

"No es tu culpa, así que no te preocupes por eso."(It's not your fault, don't worry about it)

We arrived at second, which was art class, yay! I went to the  seat where I always sat, in the back. No one ever sat next to me because my only friend was Zak (which sounds pathetic, I know) and this was one of the classes we didn't have together. His class was next door which is why we walked here together. 

I started working on my latest piece, which was of my brother who has been dead for two years. I sketched his face, adding curves and a sharp jaw line. His hair was like a silky spider's web, it was a luscious shade of auburn. His eyes big and bright, two dimples and an award winning smile. The picture I always had with me of him, the last picture that we took of him, the day before he died. The day before everything had changed and my family was no longer whole, ever again.  The day I never saw my parents as they were before. The day I stopped showing my face. He had been my twin brother, I looked too much like him, for even I couldn't bare to look at my reflection. I couldn't play soccer, cause we always played it together. I couldn't sing or write lyrics, because we handcrafted songs together. The only thing I could do was mourn quietly, and let no one inside, not fully at least, not even Zak. 

I continued to sketch him when I heard someone clear their throat, trying to get my attention. I looked to my left and saw the rude guy from earlier. He looked at my drawing, then back at me. 

"Did you draw this?"

"Yes" I'm legit holding the freaking pencil and sketching it, what do you think, moron?

"wow, es impresionante, no creo que haya visto algo tan precipitado en mi vida"(wow,it's stunning, i don't think i've ever seen something so dashing in my life)

I decided to play stupid and not know what he meant so I just looked at him and said,

"I have no idea what you said but I think it's a complement so thanks...I guess"

"No problema, belleza"(No problem, beautiful)