Mettagoth X Female Goth (NSFW)

Chapter 1

My name is Ophelia. Now I'm most likely not the average girl you see walking the streets. As a matter of fact, you just might cross the street to avoid being in the same path. I can't really blame you though. I'd probably do the same,

There's never a day where I don't get stared down. But, it's never in a good way. As for any friends, forget it. Its pretty hard to make a friend when everyone thinks you're a freak. Who needs them anyway?

Not everyone's meant for friendship. Besides, having friends just forces you into their drama circle anyway. As if I don't already have enough problems to deal with. My family pretty much look at me the same way as the strangers do. It would be great if I actually received support for once in my life.

But, oh well. You can't choose your family. I just hope that maybe one day, I will find my soul mate. With me being the only goth in town and, no normies want to even talk to me. it's pretty challenging. I can only hope for the best.

I woke up in my black silky bed. I stretched and, then reached over to pet my cat on his head. As you may already guessed, my room is black and, so is the rest of my place. Except the walls and, floors. If only apartments allowed you to paint over their old and, ugly walls. I mean, that 70's wood paneling went out of style way before I was even born.

It makes me go "yuck" everyday I have to look at it. But, it's better than nothing I guess. Even though the sun was shining outside, my apartment still stayed dark as night. Eclipse curtains really are a blessing in my opinion. I personally cannot stand the sun.

Looking at the sun actually makes me sneeze. I know, it's weird. As soon as the temperature goes over 60 degrees, I just can't stand to go outside. Not to mention my pale white ass burning like a lobster boiling in a pot. I wish that I could just destroy the sun.

I got out of bed and, went over to my closet. If I had to name it, it would definitely be, "50 shades of black". A joke based on a terrible series. A normie would look in here and, just see black. But, as all goths know, there are different shades.

I picked out one of my favorite outfits. There's nothing like a corset dress and, a pair of boots to brighten my day. I went to the bathroom and, put on my makeup. I smiled at myself in the mirror. I'm happy with the way I look.

Even without any makeup. I turned on the vanity lights. My purple hair shined flawlessly. My glow in the dark piercings stopped their glow to recharge. After putting on my makeup, I went to my mailbox.

There was nothing but, what seemed like an advert for something. Oh great junk! I was about to toss it until, something caught my eye. It was gothic themed. I further inspected it.

"Join us tonight for the grand opening of our goth bar" Underneath was an address and, there seemed to be a signature. There was 3 big bold letters that read, "MTT". Oh wow really?! I got excited and, squealed a bit.

I forgot that I was out in public and, looked around to see if I embarrassed myself. Thankfully nobody's around. I went back into my apartment and, waited for night to come. Will there be other goths? I wonder who owns it anyway.