I opened my smooth, timber wardrobe, looking for something to wear to school.
After a few quick minutes of contemplating, I chose a pair of ripped high waisted shorts that were well above my knees and a baggy singlet shirt that I tucked into my shorts.
I looked at myself in the mirror. Did I even know who the reflection was? The girl before me was nothing more than a stick, her legs were extremely thin and she wore an expressionless mask on her face.
That girl was me.
I sighed lightly and grabbed my high tops and walked swiftly towards our cramped kitchen. I chucked a piece of bread in our old, rusty toaster and started to run my fingers through my dip died chestnut coloured hair. After a few minutes the toast was ready so I reached over and pulled it out with my small, fragile hands. Without speaking a word to my Mother, I walked out the door with my backpack slung over my right shoulder. As I was walking the 10 minute journey to school, the same old thing happened. Dill and his mates drove past in his new ride, that I hadn't seen before and beeped and wolf whistled at me to be quite honest inside I really liked it.
When I arrived at school all the girls looked at me with the ordinary look of pure disgust on their faces. I could tell immediately what they were thinking, but me being me, couldn't care less. They're not my mother so why should they care what I look like? Or how I act? I always think to myself how pathetic they are. Or maybe I am second guessing myself.
It was time for first period. Maths. Ugh. I went to my locker pulled open my poster covered door and grabbed my heavy textbooks. As usual, I was late and Mrs Mathios gave me the same evil eye. Like I said, I couldn't care less, especially in Maths. Like honestly, what am I going to need Algebra for? It's pointless. I'm not going to go into a shop and ask for x amount of oranges! I'm obviously going to say how many I want! First period went on for ages. You know the quote, "time flies when you're having fun"? Yeah. Totally not relevant. Everyone was in there usual seats. Based on social superiority. The nerdy girl, that always did her homework and was never late to class. I think her name was Aria or something? Then, there were the "popular girls" that sat at the back of the classroom and spent their whole day gossiping about Dill and his little posè, but in my opinion he was just a tool.
Recess was also the same as usual. The doors swung open, with students racing to the cafeteria. I nursed myself in my own little personal bubble, the way I liked it.
The rest of the day ran pretty smoothly until I ran into Dill, on the way to my locker.
"Hey there sexy..!" He said with a smug look on his face. I just ignored him and began walking in the opposite direction. I was pretty good at this because guess what? I did it all the time. As I was walking I felt someone suddenly take hold of my shoulder.
"Dill piss off I don't want to get involved with you, you're just a tool!" I shook him off and returned back to my normal pattern but deep down I knew it was never going to end. When I got home Mum was still in bed with the same look on her face. I wished so bad that I could do something to help ease her emotional pain. But I couldn't. I had to fend for myself and that was already extremely hard.
I logged onto Facebook after I had a cold shower (due to mum not paying the gas bill) and dinner consisting of 3 party pies and 2 mini sausage rolls, since we couldn't afford real food and I had no experience in cooking. Anyway, there wasn't really anything interesting in my newsfeed. I had no new friend requests. Never did anyway. I logged off my old, worn out laptop and crawled into my bed. I grabbed a torn book off the dusty shelves and began to read to myself. Gradually, I got more and more tired and eventually drifted off into a light sleep. My sleep was being haunted by my constant nightmares which lead to no sleep at all. I have been diagnosed with a sleeping disorder called insomnia and I find it extremely difficult to sleep at night. But I had learned to deal with it. After all, I had much bigger problems I faced anyway.
