Monday morning: alarm clock plays black parade to wake up Stormy
Ughh Monday. Time to deal with the school peasants. I grab my Andy Biersack Sweat shirt and some jeans and head to the bathroom before Whitney can so I'm not stuck waiting for hours so she can look photoshoot perfect. I get dressed and my hairs naturally straight so that's one less problem I worry about then do my make up and finish getting ready. I head down stairs and make breakfast I'm basically Cinderella but with out the ball, fairy god mother, and Prince Charming. I cook and clean and do everything I'm basically like a maid. I wish I could run away but I don't want to be put in a foster home again those suck majorly (trust me).
I wake Penelope and Whitney for school. Since I'm responsible for everyone I make their lunches and pack my stuff. I grab my phone and ear buds and start walking. Whitney and I are in the same grade and same school but I have to walk while she drives in her little convertible cooper our parents got her, satan she's such a bitch. Hopefully in a few months I'll have my permit and can drive if I scrape up enough money working at Hot Topic to buy a car, a 67' black Impala like Dean Winchesters is my dream car.
I finally get to school and then the bulling starts as soon as I get to the main entrance. "haha look at that emo fag kill yourself!" "You don't belong here dumbass this is a school for the rich smart kids not the homeless stupid ass ones" followed by much more that I care not to say but guess who's in the middle of all this taunting directed at me. Whitney. Her and her gang of popular or "socs" as I like to call them(I love the outsiders) have teased me since the 4th grade. Like they don't think I already know I'm different then them all and that I have no friends, I wish they would leave me alone.
As the day goes on more bulling and crap goes on. Finally I've had enough before 4th period Whitneys best friend Jackie slaps me because I'm a "Stupid whore who what's her boyfriend" I knock that bitch out flat and everyone riots. Oh god I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead. I can fight off one or two people but not entire soc squad so I run. I run out of school and down to the the park.
At the park it's calming I go there when I need to escape. I write my music(yes I write music I want to be in a band one day), do my homework, or just relax. I love watching the ducks in the pond and the squirrels scurry by. I put in my ear buds and crank them up as loud as they can go because "I'm Not Okay(I Promise)" by MCR was playing. Appernntly they were pretty loud because a strange man tapped me and asked what I'm listing too
~ to be continued ~
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The Way of Stormy
FanfictionStormy knows she adopted but when he finds out her real parents are punk rock celebs. Her life is turned upside down and inside out when she goes on tour with my chemical romance and her real dad Gerard Way.
