I officially hate my life.
It's not the typical heartbreak 'I hate life.' This is serious hate. I mean, what am I doing here? I don't exactly have a place in this damned world, and it seems every day the amount of people disappointed in me increase, and the number of times I cry myself to sleep increase too. I'm not one to show my emotions really, just keep them inside, locked up and secure. It's not like I have anyone to talk too anyone. My dads in jail, while my mother is busy sobbing over him. One of my older brothers is also in jail, for a crime he never commit. My other brother is always locked up in his room. I think he stays away from me because he doesn't want to be a bad influence, he wants me to stay out of trouble.
At school, things are about as worse. You see, my school is divided up into three categories. The Popular People whom I call the Players/Sluts/Bimbo's..secretly. The UnPopular People, which is where I fit in, and the undecided, typically for newer people. The 'Popular' people are usually the ones that have all the money, power, looks, and the ones that have sex and get drunk every night. The Unpopular people, or losers in everyone else's eyes, aren't as "sexy" but we can sure be pretty. We don't wear tight or revealing clothing, we don't have all the money, and are still virgins. I, fit into that category.
You may be thinking that my life is just a heartfelt drama about boys, putting up with the sluts, and maybe in the end actually falling in love. Yeah well, screw that idea. My life isn't even as close to that crap. I'm not emo and cut myself to make me feel better, I'm not exactly normal either. Well, living in a family like mine doesn't make you normal anyway. I have myself, and my mind. I know it doesn't seem like much, but it's the most powerful tool I have.
Morning.
Buuuzzzz!!
My alarm went off on my alarm clock, and I groaned, awkwardly sticking out my hand and abusing the button. After about 5 hits, the beaten up clock finally turned off. Yawning, I sat up, stepping out of my warm bed. The cool air hit me and I shivered. I was awake before the alarm went off. Hell, I think I only got a couple hours of sleep anyway. Walking to my bathroom, I turned on the lights and looked in the mirror. As usual, I was a mess. My light reddish-brown hair was a mess, and my wide, hazel eyes seemed dull, and lifeless. Sighing, I brushed the tangles out of my hair until it was soft and smooth. I put it up in a pony tail, and pinched my cheeks to make them look redder. Looking out my window, I sighed. Looks like I wouldn't need help. It snowed last night, and frost was piled up on my window. Smiling, I breathed on it and watched as it quickly melted..then froze again. I sighed, and turned back to the mirror. I quickly pulled out my Mascara and EyeLiner, along with Lip Gloss and Pink Blush. I carefully applied them, and tilted my head. Not much of a difference, but prettier...I hope. I walked to my closet, then froze. What was I thinking? I should have gotten dressed first...well whatever. It's not I put on so much makeup that It would smudge and ruin my clothes.
I opened my small closet door, and looking for a outfit. I didn't have many clothes, mind you, I wasn't loaded either. Sighing, I pulled on a white, hip-length blouse with long sleeves. Then I grabbed a pair of faded black skinny jeans, and another pair of furry brown boots. I looked at the time, and cursed silently. I was gonna have to walk! Grabbing a jacket, scarf, and mittens, along with my backpack, I hurdled out the door, passing my mom who was reading a letter at the kitchen. I didn't bother too look back, probably another one of the bills she had to pay anyway. Sighing, I slowed my pace. I was gonna be late anyway, no point in wasting my breath.
When I arrived at the school, I wasn't the least bit surprised. A hour late. Sighing, I went to the office, and grabbed a pass, making my way to my locker. It seemed I was sighing a lot these days. I dialed my combination and grabbed the books I need, sneaking a glance on the little mirror I had. I didn't look quite that bad...I smiled a little, and closed it, making my way over to first period.
Hey Guys! In this chapter, I just introduced her life, and her school..kinda lol. I didn't include her name, but it will show up in the next chapter. I didn't get into detail about her life, but I promise the second chapter will include more about that! (: This story just sorta popped in my head during school so I wrote the beginning down on the back of my hand during math class. :D I got in trouble cause my looser teacher thought I was writing answers to a test. Well, thanks for reading, and remember to Comment:Fan:Vote!
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