Ridley's POV:
I woke to the sound of yelling and then glass breaking in the kitchen, I look towards the clock on my night stand and I saw that it was only 5:15 in the morning. I turned over on my bed and sat up for a moment as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and groaned. If someone was breaking in then I hope they took my parents with them. Oh god I probably sound terrible don't I? Well if your parents beat the crap out of you for five years straight then I think you'd hold some type of grudge towards them too! But in all seriousness it was probably just my mom and dad arguing about something completely and utterly stupid.
Oh, where are my manners! My name is Ridley, I'm seventeen, My hair is bleached(it almost looks white to some people), I have bright blue eyes that seem to change depending on what mood I'm in. I'm around 5'3" and I think that's just about it.
I sighed and decided just to start getting ready for school. I slowly got out of bed and stretched my arms and legs and popped my back and headed to the bathroom that I have connected to my room. I walked to the shower and turned the water on. I sat myself on the edge of the toilet seat and waited for the shower water to warm up before I peeled of my pajamas and jumped in the hot water and sighed as it relaxed my muscles. I grabbed my strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner and slowly lathered it through my hair and washed it out. I quickly washed my body and jumped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me before my mom or dad got pissed at me for using all the hot water.
I stepped back into my room and walked towards my closet and pulled out my favorite blink-182 shirt and some dark blue skinny jeans. I went and grabbed a bra and panties from my dresser and quickly put them on and threw on my clothes and walked back into the bathroom to apply my make up(just some eyeliner and mascara). I looked myself up and down in the mirror and decided I looked presentable for school before grabbing my phone off its charger and checking the time, 7:10. I grabbed my backpack and climbed out of my window, which was luckily on the ground floor(like first floor of the house) not even wanting to deal with my parents today. I took my headphones out of my pocket and plugged them into my phone and started blasting Blink-182 as I walked to school.
I slowly got closer and closer to the hell hole and soon I was walking through the gates, looking down and not bothering to make eye contact with anyone because I honestly didn't want to deal with anyone's shit today. Especially Taylor, the queen of all bitches. She was one of those really rich girls who thought everything should be handed to her on a silver platter. She was just a typical popular girl who just happened to have a problem with me. I don't even know what I did but she made it a point to make my life at school a living hell, as if my life at home wasn't terrible enough. I had no safe place. I continued thinking about the whole situation, not even looking where I was going and I slammed into someone.
"oh shit oh my god I'm so sorry!" I said in a almost a whisper as I took the headphones out and looked up at the person who I ran into.
It was a boy who I had never seen before. I think he might be new. He is about a foot or so taller than me so he's probably around 6'2" or something, his eyes were the kind you easily get lost in..they looked so innocent but you could tell he was just the opposite, he was in black skinny jeans and an Rolling Stones t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, he has highlighter pink hair and to be honest I found it cute. It made him look like all those punk rock boys you see on tumblr.
He looked down and me and gave me a half smile an chuckled before saying to me, "its alright! just try and watch where your going next time alright?" He didn't sound American..maybe he was Australian? I looked away for a second before slowly looking back at him and nodding.
He smiled at me once more and with that the mysterious boy with the pink hair walked away and towards the main office.
(a/n: okay so I'm sorry if this is terrible! And in the next chapter there is going to be a little time skip and in the third or forth chapter is when Michael will fully come into the story. I'm sorry this is a pretty boring chapter but I had to start with something!! :).
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Amnesia | m.c
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