"WAKE UP", my "mother" yelled while banging on the locked door. "TURN THAT DAMN ALARM OFF! ITS BEEN ON FOR TEN MINUTES," I quickly got out of bed, turning off the alarm, scared she was gonna break through the door. When I knew for sure she was gone I looked at my clock. "Shit" I mumbled. I only had fifteen minutes until I had to leave for school. I got in the shower for maybe, five minutes. While in the shower, I remembered there was going to be 5 new kids today. 3 boys and 2 girls. I sigh and decide to do the daily routine. When I got out of the shower I got my scale and weighed myself. "95.7" I whisper to myself, "5 ounces less than yesterday but not enough." I say. I step off the scale and go to my makeup bag. I hardy have anything , but in the bottom, is my most prized possession. My blades.
I quickly grab them and punish myself for being so fat and ugly. 3 on cuts each wrist. I cleaned and wrapped them then continued to get ready.
Oh yeah, I'm Jessica More, aka, fat, ugly, short, scarred, bullied and abused. I'm 16 almost 17. I'm quiet and have an anxiety disorder. Add that onto the fact I'm depressed,suicidal, and my "family" abuse, and no. I'm not adopted. They abuse and hurt their own flesh and blood.
Anyways, for hell- I mean school- today, I planned on wearing a oversized all time low t-shirt, black ripped skinny jeans, and the usual bracelets that contained bands, symbols, and some just normal colors. I don't wear anything other than mascara on a daily basis, but if my parents had beat me the day before, I sometimes wore foundation. I quickly brushed my long blackish brown hair and grabbed my bag.
I silently opened my bedroom door and looked both ways down the hallway. I was almost to the steps then, me being me, tripped over literal air. I fell down the stairs only to land at my fathers feet. He pretty much threw me out of the house and I just started walking to school like every other day.
About 30 minutes later I was at school walking in the parking lot, trying not to puke from how horny the kids making out were. Ew. I got into the school to be met with stares and whispers which were of course, directed to me. I kept my head down and walked to my locker, only to see that the usually unoccupied locker by mine now has 5 kids I don't know standing there, only one actually using the locker though, the others were just talking.
All my books went in my arms and my bag in the locker, when I locked my locker and turned around all my books were knocked out of my hands. I looked up to see the evil eyes of ms queen bee and her minions staring at me.
"Oops" Tiffany,aka queen bee, said whilst smirking. "We didn't see you there," Amanda, one of her minions said laughing way to much. "Maybe the weird ass whore could watch where she's going, don't ya think tiff?" Mary, her right hand man lookin minion said giggling. "Why yes" Tiffany said. "Or maybe 'tiff' you could stop being a bitch and go the hell away before we make you," I hear from behind me. I turn to see all 5 of the kids looking at Tiffany, one girl in the front glaring. "Aww are you friends with the whore?" Tiffany asked. "Why yes, bitch bye" the next girl said. I pretty damn sure Tiffany fucking growled at me when she turned and walked away, her minions following.
"T-thanks," I say quietly. "Oh it's no problem! It's our first day anyways and that's just wrong." The front girl said. "I'm Ferrah May and that's Leah" she says pointing. "but you can call us Ferrah and lele" Leah says cutting in. "That's Dawson, Taylor, and Ryan." Ferrah says pointing, Dawson was behind Leah hugging her, and Taylor was behind Ferrah just admiring her. I looked at Ryan and saw him staring at me, I took this time to take him in. Dark hair, green eyes, you can tell he goes to a gym but he isn't so fit it's disgusting ya know? "Helloooo?" I was cut out of my trans by Leah waving her hand in front of my face. "Huh-what sorry" I say lookin down obviously embarrassed. "What's your name?" Dawson asked me. "Jessica , but if I had friends they would call me Jess." I say sighing. "Ok Jess, well you have five new friends." Ferrah says happily. "Ok." I say actually happy, but then I remembered, I spent 16 years building these walls I cannot let them get broken by one group of kids. "By the way, Ryan is my brother, and Taylor is Leah's Dawson is my cousin" Ferrah explains. "Mk" I mumble. Just then the bell rings. Saved by the bell.
I quickly mumbled a goodbye and started walking away only to be stopped by someone grabbing my wrist. Me being me. I. Flinched. I fucking flinched and the person quickly dropped my wrist and I froze. To scared to then and see who. "Sorry-I-I- uh" I heard a boys voice. I turned to see Ryan looking at me wide eyed. " I-uh-Um." I stutter. Trying to find an excuse for flinching. "Um, we- well can you tell me where Mr. Ellen's class is," Ryan said looking down. "Uh-yeah I have that class now actually," I say. He looks up smiling slightly then follows behind me silently.
The late bell rang just as we made it to the door. "Really???" I said agitated. I heard a slight chuckle behind me and I just looked at Ryan. "He's so mean when we're late," I whined like a child. He just kept chucking. I glared at him playfully and sighed pushing open the door. "WHY ARE YOU LATE??" The high pitch male voice of mr Ellen screamed at me. I looked at my feet when Ryan spoke up. "She has to show me my locker and how to get to this class," I nodded staying quiet while walking to my seat. Turns out the only empty seat left was the seat by mine and since we were working in partners , I always worked alone, he was now my partner. "Take put your math projects from last week," mr Ellen said loudly. I sighed and grabbed my folder out of my bag. You know that feeling you get when people stare at you? Yeah. I could feel his eyes burning in the back of my head. "Yes?" I ask quietly turning to look at him. He scratches the back on his neck awkwardly, "uh- can you help me?" He asks pointing at his math work someone gave him. "Uh yeah sure" I said quietly, standing up he gets up right behind me then we walk out into the hallway. "Meet me at the big tree outside during lunch period today. Ok?" He asks, after responding a quick okay I carry on to all my classes.
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