Maybe I Don't Want To Be Ok (BNHA Fanfic)

Morning Mayhem

Btw underlined words are thoughts. Enjoy...probably not.

Wendy's POV:

I woke up the sound of shrieking, turning to the alarm on my nightstand, I moved to silence it. Only to find that as I hovered my hand above it that it was not the source of the noise. My alarm read 6:09am when it was meant to go off at 7:30am. I sat up and realized the sound was coming from downstairs as my uncle yelled profanities at me through the floor/ceiling. Sighing I got out of bed and walked downstairs not caring that I was still in my pajamas. Once I got to the living room at the bottom of the stairs my uncle turned to me with an infuriated face and yelled,

"IS THIS WHAT I TAKE CARE OF YOU FOR?!! FOR YOU TO SIT AROUNG ON YOUR LAZY ASS AND DO NOTHING AROUND HERE? TAKE OUT THE DAMN TRASH OR I'LL PUT YOUR ASS OUT ON THE STREETS!"

You don't take care of me and how was I supposed to know the trash was full? I've been asleep...

Fuming he stalked towards me, holding the full trash bag in his right hand he grabbed me with his left and pulled me to the front door. Opening the door he threw me outside, and closed the door. But not before throwing the bag of trash straight into my gut.

"Well fuck you to then" I muttered breathing deeply because the bag of trash knocked the air out of me. Glancing at the bag I saw it was mostly filled with beer bottles. 'So you filled up the damn thing last night in your drunken haste and blamed it on me...well played parental figure, well fucking played'. Standing I grabbed the bag and collected the few bottles that had managed to fall out. Tying the bag shut I trudged it toward the bin and disposed of it.

I walked toward the house and went to open the door, only to feel that the door was locked. 'Damn it, I really want to go back to sleep.' It was currently Saturday so I didn't have to worry about going to school.

I walked around the side of the house and looked up to my window on the second floor. I crouched down to the floor slightly shivering from the cold morning air. I then jumped into the air transforming into a Grey Hawk (Top Pic) and thrusting my wings downward I soared up towards the window. I raised my talons to the window ceil and caught myself on it. Deactivating my quirk and turning back into my normal form I opened my window. 'This is my I never lock my window.' I moved to enter the room and hit my wings on the window frame forgetting they had transitioned with me when I transformed. I fell into the room in a heap of limbs and feathers on the floor.

'Its really not my day today is it?' I thought as I laid there on the floor. Sighing I pulled myself to my bed and stumbled up the side. I got situated on the bed and wrapped my wings around myself cocooning in the warmth. I almost immediately fell back asleep.

"Beep Beep Beep" My eyes shot open directly after I had fallen asleep. I stared directly at my alarm clock. Grimacing I slapped my wing down on the damned thing.

"Fucking Hell" I muttered as I got up and grabbed the clothing off of my dresser, practically dragging myself to the bathroom. As I entered the doorway my wings scrapped the door frame. Looking in the mirror I mentally remarked 'Hey shitface' and dropping my clothes on the counter I began to brush my teeth. After I finished I stripped of my pajamas and pulled on my black T-shirt and skinny blue jeans. Putting on my grey hoodie and folding my wings underneath I began brushing out my short hair. I finished and walked out and sat on my bed pulling on grey socks and my black and white high-top converse.

Grabbing my backpack and skateboard I jumped out of the window in order to avoid my uncle. I landed safely on the pavement. Walking across the yard I pulled on my backpack and dropped my skateboard on the sidewalk. Hopping on I speed off towards the nearest café. Arriving I ordered a simple coffee and was back on my skateboard cup in hand.

I arrived at the library at about 8:15am and walked to the back seating sections and sat down. I scanned the library and spotted only a few people including an elderly couple searching for books, a employee putting books on their shelfs, and a blonde spikey-haired dude about my age sitting across the room from me with a textbook on the table in front of him.

The place was usually pretty empty on Saturday mornings save for the library staff. Though that spikey-haired dude has been showing up every Saturday recently. I grabbed my backpack and pulled my assigned literature and math homework out of my bag, placing the on the table I got up. Walking in the direction of the textbooks I grabbed the corresponding books to go along with the work.

Making my way back to my seat I sat and took a long sip of my coffee, and began my long weekly homework grunge.

Sorry I'm a really bad author, I'll try to get another chapter out tomorrow. Summers coming up so I'll be able to write as much as I want and I can't fucking wait to get out of school. See you guys maybe next chapter if you decide to continue. Bye.