The little red umbrella

Chapter 1

•Jordan's POV•

I lay awake in my bed, a single beam of sunlight is hitting me in the face. I'd roll over but I can barely move. Then I hear thumping. It sounds like someone banging on a drum. Three knocks on my door. 'Jordon get up already! If you miss the bus again I'm gonna be the one getting into trouble!' I ignore her, she has no right telling me what to do. 'Did you hear me?' She starts knocking harder. 'Jordan Maria Harrison don't ignore me!' I groan at her 'I'll get up as soon as you shut the fuck up!' I throw a book at the door and hear her grunt, then my door swings open. 'Don't dare use language like that at me young lady! I am your mother and you will do as I say!' She stands there, arms folded waiting for me to respond. I sit up and glare at her. 'Sorry, my mother? You are just some slut my dad decided he wanted to keep handy, you will never EVER be my mother so just shut the fuck up and get the hell out or a swear you'll be the next thing I throw at me door!' I get up and push her out and slam the door in her face. Everything is quiet for a while until I hear her sigh and walk away. I roll my eyes and start to get ready. Now I know what you're thinking, I'm a total bitch and I know I am but trust me, she deserves this. She's the reason my mother left, if she never existed then we would all probably still be one small family, and I will never forgive her fo that. It doesn't take me long to get ready, so I grab my bag and shoes and leave. I really hate going to school, because that's where Mollie is. God Mollie, she makes me feel nothing, if I'm being honest, because she stole all my happiness and self respect on my first fucking day. I remember my first day like it was a few days ago.

3 Years ago

'Everyone is looking at me' I thought. I hate being the new girl in school but everyone hates their first day so I just have to suck it up. I can hear a faint wind of whispers. 'Who's the new chick?' 'She's actually kinda cute' 'aww she looks so scared' 'I bet she's smart' I keep walking down the hallway while looking at nothing but my feet, then I hear a few footsteps and- 'Ugh watch where you're going! You can't seriously be that stupid! God!' I open my eyes and it appears I'm on the floor and in front of me is probably one of the most stunning girls I will ever meet. 'I-I'm so s-s-sorry' I saw watching her get up. 'Oh, you're s-s-Sorry? Don't touch me again bitch, I don't want your stupid disease!' She said the first part in a sarcastic tone, so far my first impression isn't as good as I would like it to be. She doesn't know me, she doesn't understand, so why is she being such a bitch? You know what? 'Hey!' I said. (Looking back, this was the biggest mistake of my life so far) she twirls on her heel and glares at me. 'Oh look the sad puppy's tail isn't between her legs.' I can feel myself getting angrier. 'Well, at lease if I did, my tail wouldn't be going between some fake-ass thighs. Oh but don't worry, they match perfectly with your fake ass and fake boobs.' I smile sarcastically at her, my heard is pounding I usually don't do stuff like this but I don't care, this bitch deserves everything she gets. 'How dare you! Do you have any idea who I am? Probably not since I don't live in the run down poop people village.' I roll my eyes at her 'FYI bitch I don't live there, I live on the same street you do and I'd like to add that flaunting your "daddy's" cash just proves that I'm right about your fake face and body and personality, too bad you can't fix that last one.' I blow a kiss at her and walk away 'you will regret this, wait a minute, what's that?' I turn back and glare at her but she's just pointing to the floor, exactly where I was sitting. Then I see it. My face turns red. 'So puddles, anything else to say?' This was the worst time in history to start my period but of course, I'm the queen on bad luck. I just stare at her, trying to get something, anything come out. Nothing. Then slowly like a jug filling with water the hallway starts filling with laughter. Of course starting with fakey fakerson over here. I have no words left, so I muster up what courage I have left and push her back into the crowd. Everyone just stops. There isn't a single noise, apart from her trying to get up. Then I twirl on my heel like she did earlier and start walking away. Then I just stop. I don't turn I don't even glance and say 'and by the way, it's Jordan.' Then I continue walking.

Back to present

Now you're probably thinking how all that made me like this, that was just the seed she planted. Imaging being called puddles everyday for three years, and everything you respond she somehow has a counter attack. So I can never win, no matter how hard a fight.
Which sucks but in the end.

Who really gives a damn.

Not me.