Dear I Don’t Care,
I don’t even want to be writing in this but mum believes that it would help a lot if I did. Mum seems to believe that I have anger issues and thinks that I need to somehow get my feelings out. I promise that I don’t have anger issues. I just think that when people really piss me off I need to do something about it, especially when there’s someone being a complete bitch to one of my sisters. I don’t know why I have to go to school anymore, especially when I have to go to detention after I’m done. I absolutely hate all of the people that go to this school. They’re all just way to uptight, maybe they need a little alcohol in them, or maybe not. All I know is that I’m getting real tired of all the drama that is constantly going on lately.
Liv
Olivia's POV
I woke up with loud banging coming from the floor above. I knew right away what it was and instantly jumped out of my bed, grabbing my phone I began running out of my room, heading towards the stairs. Once upstairs I went straight for the living room to find my little pain of a brother smashing away on the drums. I looked down at my phone to see that it was a little after 7 in the morning and that’s when I really began to get annoyed. I don’t even get out of bed until about 8.
“Jesse!!!” I yelled, but still nothing.
“JESSE!!!!!!!!!” Nothing.
Finally I had enough and walked right up behind him, putting my phone on the table beside him I leaned in real close and reached over to grab one side of his headphone, grabbing it I pulled it far away from his face and screamed at the top of my lungs. Lets just say that he wasn’t sitting down anymore. I stepped back a bit and waited for him to stand up again. Once he was standing there was a bit of a stare down. Then finally he spoke.
“What was that for?!”
“I was sleeping.”
“And?”
“And you know for a fact that you don’t play your damn dumbs before I am awake!”
“And you know for a fact that I need to practice before school!”
“Then practice at 7:30 or 7:45!”
“I LEAVE AT 7:45 FOR SCHOOL!!!”
“You’re such a brat!”
“Yeah… well I’m a brat that has your phone.”
Then he reached over quick and next thing I knew he was running into the kitchen. Of course I ran after him but he’s a fast little rat. Then before I knew it he was up the stairs and headed towards his bedroom. When I got there the door was closed and when I tried the knob of course it was locked, so now my annoyance turned to frustration.
“Give it back to me! C’mon your gonna have to leave soon!”
“Be nice, remember your phone doesn’t have a lock!”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
“You’re an idiot for leaving it on the table!”
“What do you want from me?!”
“Well that’s making me think.”
Then the door opened without another word and he began walking down the stairs, with my phone in his hand. Cocky bitch. I followed him down the stairs waiting till he hit the last step and as soon as he hit the last step I jumped on him and tackled him to the floor. Of course being stronger than him and older I easily got the phone out from his hands running down the stairs to my bedroom, locking it behind me as I went. I didn’t care if he came down here at all so I sat down on my bed.
When I looked at the clock it already read 7:45 and I decided that if I was already awake I might as well shower and clean up a bit.
After almost half an hour in the shower, I grabbed my Nirvana shirt, black skinny jeans and then put on some socks and ran upstairs. My school shit was already upstairs by the front door and my hair dries really nice naturally so I just decided to grab a bagel and apple to go. So because I was running late I ran to the door quickly put on my black converse and went straight out to my door.
Its time for a long day of school.
Jessie Streere: Max Records
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Teen Fiction"Everyone has their own problems in school, so why are mine so interesting?" "Because 3 months ago yours were nonexistent."
