As you all know this is a story about a little alpha which this alpha is a female her name harleigh but she prefers it to be Keith cause she is trans, so let's get on with the story.
I'm waking up from a short amount of sleep, the lights shine directly in my eyes, I cover them as I slowly get out of my bed, I uncover my eyes as I try to get used to the bright light coming through my window, my mother knocks on my door, "harleigh you need to get up its ready for you to go to school" Says my mother, "I know my alarm went off five minutes ago, I just didn't feel like getting out of bed yet, ok. " I say as I go to the bathroom with my clothes so I can get a shower before the bus picks me up, 10 minutes later I walk out of the bathroom I walk to my Dresser so I can brush my hair and put it up in a ponytail while leaving my side bangs down so I can fix them after, I style my bangs and straighten them my 7:35 alarm goes off, I grab my bag a purse and walk out my room, and grab my key so I can lock the door and go outside remembering to grab my phone before I went completely out the door. As I wait for my bus driver to come and pick me up I hear a noise in the bushes next to my porch, I ignore it and get on the bus that just arrived at my house, I walk to the back of the bus and sit down while putting in one earbud so I can listen to music but hear if one of my friends are talking to me. After ten minutes of being on the bus we arrive at the school, I take out my earbud and talk to my friends as we walk off the bus and walk in to the school. We walk Towards the cafeteria I grab a snack so if I get a little hungry in class knowingly that I was not gonna eat but one bite anyway, we walk to the old gym and sit down to my other friends and my girlfriend and yes I have a girlfriend but I'm not lesbian or straight I'm actually bisexual and transgender I'm wanting to become a male when I get older but only my friends know this about me. We talk for a bit and wait fifteen to twenty minutes before time to go to class. When the teacher's that are in the gym tell us it's time to go to class the High Schoolers stand up and start to head to class. They get three minutes before us to go to class knowingly that we only get five minutes to get to class so they get a fool five minutes to get to class while us middle schoolers only get two. So the school seems unfair right? Yeah it actually is unfair cause the high Schoolers don't get dress coded they wear belly shirts and booty shorts, and us if we even wear something that's even close to messing with the dress code we have to change into shitty clothes that look like a garbage bag. It seems stupid and weird right well in my school we have three principles the elementary, the middle school, and the highschool. So between all those it is really unfair for us middle schoolers. See the high school and the elementary don't get dress coded which I get why the elementary don't but high school they dress so slutty it makes me want to puke. Me I wear just a hoodie and pants I always wear long sleeves for reason not to be told and pants cause I just don't like shorts. Well actually I used to like shorts but I have completely changed since I'm in eighth grade now I used to be like colorful in elementary then in sixth I would wear shorts and hoodies with boots seventh I wore t-shirts, hoodies and shorts and pants. But this year I just wear hoodies, long sleeves, and pants, because I don't like to show so much skin and when people pull up my sleeves a little bit they are always like do u even get sun like jeez girl you paler then paper and it's true my skin is as pale as paper but my face its just a bit tan. The reason why I don't tan so much is cause I'm Irish I know what you thinking do you have an Accent, well not cause I was not born from Ireland, But I do tan a little cause I am a little Indian, But I was born from berea Kentucky. I know it's stupid for me to tell where I was born from and still live in but I really don't care at this point ok we are off topic not but I will start where I'm riding the bus home. As me and my friends walk on the bus to go home I look on the other busses to see my other friends. The bus starts to move so I put in my earbuds. You must be wondering, why are you puting in both earbuds this time when you could be talking to your friends instead of listening to music? Well during the morning we don't have assigned seats but in the afternoon when school ends we do cause of the annoying loud people on the bus. So me and my friends got separated but the loud kids didn't they just got put in the back with me which I really hate because I can't hear my music good but at least it is not as loud as it was before they changed the seating. So yeah well while I'm searching through my playlists to find a good song from my chemical romance the person sitting next to me says hi, I look at her and take out one of my earbuds while turning on teenagers by my chemical romance, I say hey back to her, she stares for a moment and asks me a question, "so what kind of music you into cause I saw that you just pushed play on a song but I didn't get to see which song it was? " She says. I started to talk but very quite. "I listen to rock bands and other music but rock is my favorite, and the song I'm listening to is teenagers by my chemical romance, I know it's wei-. " She interrupts me by saying "oh I love my chemical romance it's one of my favorite bands." I glance at her with a strange look cause I felt like she was lying just so I could talk to her even though she had lots of people to talk to on the bus, and she knows I don't talk most of the time cause I'm usually mute during school and after school accept when I'm with my friends. I look back at my phone and say, "well cool lots of people like my chemical romance cause they are a good band so I'm just gonna put my other earbud back in so I can listen to my music ok. " She nods and say"ok" While turning back around and sitting normally in her seat. I put my other earbud back in my ear and stare out the window keel in mind that I'm sitting in the seat like it's a bed so I have to turn my head around to look out the window. As I look out the window I start to space out and I'm like that till the bus stops at my house, I get out of my seat grab my bag and purse and start to walk off the bus, three people say "goodbye harleigh" As I walk off the bus. I walk to my porch and jump up to get on it then walk to my house door to unlock it and walk in. I go to my room and set my stuff down. I go to the bathroom and take off my mascara and go back in my room to sit down listen to music and draw. As I shuffle my playlist waiting for a good song to come up so I can draw something based on the song my mom comes in my room without knocking. "Harleigh I have been calling you name for an hour now to come and fix us some food. " I turn around while taking out my earbuds and putting my phone in the charger. "Mother you know I don't eat so why are you making me cook tonight, it's your job anyway I'm not you fucking maid ok. " She stares at me for a minute and wonders why I just talked back to her. "I thought I told you not to cuss in this house you know you will have to answer for that right" She says. I start to scream, "I know ok! And I'm already going to hell anyway. so what's the point in saying that to me now? " She stares at me again, "what do u mean by your already gonna go to hell anyway? " She said. I roll my eyes, "you'll find out when I'm dead. " She walks out of my room and locks the door before she closes it. I lay back on my bed and put my eye buds in again, and open my sketch book to a clean page, I start to draw something it kinda looks like a demon, but I really didn't care at this point. I already knew I was fucked up in the head when I started to draw demons, and dead people, and the devil in my sketch book. But my mother didn't know about it she just thought I liked to draw she didn't know what I would draw but she knew I drew a lot. The demon I drew looked like it was trying to kill someone, and if you knew how fucked up that was for a normal person to see from a crazy person then that's how you know how fucked up I am in the head. Also the fact that I try to kill people who mess with me and my friends all the time. My mother knows about that and she says that I'm just faking it. She thinks it all a lie she's not there for me ever neither is my father or my four brothers so life can be pretty tough for me but, that's kinda the reason why I don't eat so much I just go used to the fact that they don't make food that I like to eat or can eat so I just gave up on eating and only eat when there is something that I'm actually about to eat with out throwing up. It gets dark so I put my sketch book in my bag and take my earbuds out so my phone can charge, I walk to my light switch and turn off my bedroom lights and go to the bathroom so I can change in to something comfortable to go to sleep in, I get out of the bathroom and walk to my bed and lay down and cover myself with three blankets cause it's very cold in my room. I turn on my alarm for the morning, and close my eyes so I could go to sleep. The next day I wake up to my 6:30 alarm as usual and get out of my bed to walk to the bathroom to go take a shower after 5 minutes I get out to dry my hair while I do that I put on my pale white foundation and black eyeshadow so I could have a emo do I change in to my black hoodie , black jeggings, and black shoes. I dry my hair after that I hot to get my hair straightener and straighten my hair then I leave my side Bangs out and pull my hair in to a pony tail. I do the rest of my morning routine. Then I want to my backpack and put it on then I grab my phone and put it in my hoodie pocket. I walk out of my room to the front door and grab my key off the hanger and open the door lock it and go outside. I wait for the bus for about 20 minutes I get a little bored so I start to scroll through my TikTok and try to see if there is any new posts on there. I start to here my bus so I put my phone in my pocket again and walk to the mailbox to get on the bus. The bus stops and let's me on I go to the back of the bus so I can talk to my only friends that are on that bus. When we get to the school we slowly walk off the bus into the school and to the cafeteria. I see my other friends so I walk to them and sit down.
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my little alpha
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