life as I knew it

Prologue (Me )

Prologue

Here I am. Sitting on the stairs of Laiten High , in black skinny jeans adorned with rips up the thighs ,  a seat buckle belt with music notes scattered , dark purple chucks  and a black flannle long sleeved shirt, my hands an wrists adorned with a ring on each hand and purple and black bangles on each wrist. Sitting here just thinking as the rain pours down in sheats sokeing me. Don't ask me why I'm sitting hear getting wet , because my answer would be,  well I'm sitting here because my brother is yet again late, and I have no idea why.

Maybe I should tell you a little about me, Emily Raider  , I'm 16 , I attend Laiten high , and live in Washington   , I'm 5'8. I have black hair and blue eyes , my favorite colors are black and purple as I'm sure you can tell by the cloths I'm wearing. To my best-friend I'm known as Emi , but if you ask anyone I go to school with I'm known as goth girl or 'the loner'. It's not that I'm not a cool person or as you might say "populer" , its just that I prefer to stay under the radar and out of the queen bitches way a.k.a Mikayla .

Sitting there for what was it now? 40 minutes? My brother Josh finally shows up."Well its about time ,dude how long were you planning on makeing me wait?!" I say throwing my hands in the air as I got up an grabbed my bag , funny how my butt was the only dry part of me."Well I got caught up with Ryen ,We were playing super smash brothers , I beat him 5 out of  6." He said with a smug look on his face as I get in the car. "Whatever, can we just go?" I ask wile flipping through the radio of his Camaro , I gotta give him that my brother has a damn nice car, jet black, red seats, wicked sound system, all the stuff you need in a car , gah I cant wait till I get my drivers lisence next month!

The car ride home was quiet on acount of my brother talking to his girlfriend the whole ride home and as we pull up to the house he finally ends the call with a "I love you too " , flipping his cell shut. Climbing out of the car I walk into the house , dropping my bag at the door and jogging up to my room. I was tired even though it was only 5 , (I stayed after school some times....I got detension a lot). I grabbed some black night pants and a white tanktop and headed to the bathroom. After takeing off my wet cloths I turned the shower on to the hottest it would go ,and hopped in. Letting the water wash over me I couldn't help to think about KC. His blond shaggy hair, blue eyes, an lean body, I've had the biggest crush on him since last year when he moved hear from LA.

Switching off the water I slid my cloths on and brushed my teeth after putting my shoulder langth hair into a messy bun.

Rubbing my neck , I think about how i love these pants, the fall just right and rub my legs like a warm hug. I was down the hall to my room not even glanceing at the pictures of my family , haveing gotten bored of them after walking by them hundreds of times since we moved here when I was 4 , the pictures have changed but the people that were in them never did.

Opening the door to my room I glanced down the small hallway between my room and the stairs, the photo of me and my mom when I was 3, I was in a pink tutu, a blue crown, and was holding a green wand in my hand ,(talk about clashing colors) my two front teeth had come out a few days before,my eyes were squinted as I smiled, My mom's dark brown hair flowing in curles down to her shoulders , her green eyes glistening , she had her arm around me and a party hat on her head, .....That was my 3rd birthday  on march 10th.....6 days before she died. The tears that welled in my eyes everytime I looked at that photo were swelling yet agen but this time would be difrent...It had been 12 years since she died , plenty of time for me to greave. But  for some reason everytime I looked at that picture ,all I could think is what if she had told us she had cancer , then maybe just maybe she could have gotten treatment but no, she had been stuburn and only told my dad, who she had made promise not to tell anyone....

Closing my door and wiping my eyes with my hand before the tears had a chance to drop , I lay down on my purple sheets pulling my black soft blacket over my body , I clicked on the IPod part of my IPhone and played "Raise your glass" by pink , hoping tomorrow would be better , maybe my brother would pick me up on time , maybe I wouldn't get picked on as much, an maybe Nora (my best-friend) would give me my book back that she has been barrowing for 4 months now. I smurked at that thought, because everytime I asked if she was done with it she would say "almost ", when the truth was she didnt want to give it back because she had lost it, but no big she was my bff and I could always replace the book.