3: Try Me

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Tis I! The scary disclaimer that states that depressing shit happens! And what is this? More scary blood! Again, don't read if your not into this stuff. 

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I pulled the mask tighter as I walked to my school. Well, it was my old school. I went to an online school now, ever since I attempted to kill someone after they called me worthless and dissed my dead brothers.

I walked into the school, ignoring the whispers. I went to the principal and put the papers on his desk before leaving.

I was so close to the doors when I was slammed against a locker. I glanced up to meet red eyes that gleamed in anger.

"So you had enough guts to come back here, huh?" he growled. I calm attitude faded in a heartbeat and I growled, kicking him in the balls and using my nails to dig into his skin.

He hissed as he was slammed back. Anger pounded through my veins, contrasting the slightly sad aura I had earlier. Were the pills fading? I shouldn't have such a rapid change this quickly, although I did take them hours ago.

As I was nearly hit again, I honestly couldn't help myself but grin wider as I launched my hand out faster than a snake and dug my nails into his chest. I kicked him for good measure before getting a hold of myself.

What was I thinking?! The cops let me off that one time, but I shouldn't test it!

I was back to sad as I walked out the doors. I ignored the boy as I scolded myself. You stupid girl, what did you think was going to happen? I should have asked Ky–no, I shouldn't force him to do things that I can do perfectly fine. I'm just being a stupid brat again.

The walk home was stupid. Neither parents were home and Kylo was holed up somewhere. He's probably looking over all of his nature shots.

I went to the medicine cabinet and took out the bottles. I counted and dry swallowed the six pills. Depression, bipolar, PTSD, IED, pyromania, insomnia... Jeez, my middle name should be Syndrome, at this point. Ah, shit. I wasn't supposed to take my sleep pill yet. Well, fuck it. I'll just nap now.

With that, I went up to my room and pulled the blanket off my bed, going to the corner where I had a lone pillow that was actually quite comfy. I don't deserve a bed, at this point. I let by twin down, I let my parents down, I let everyone down.

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"Are you still taking the test, sweety?" Mom asked, brushing my hair to the side. I nodded. "Okay, but be careful on your way back."

I nodded, tightening my mask. Today, my theme was galaxy. Black, purple, and blue swirled hoodie and purple and pink mask with black basketball shorts from the boys' section. Seriously, why are all of the shorts in the girls' section so... short. No one needs to see my booty, after all.

Perhaps a bit of an explanation is needed. I am going to do as Kenzi told me to do. I will do as he asked and be a hero, for Kenzi, Kani, Kiara, and Kiana and to destroy the lady that ruined my life.

I pulled my bag over my shoulder as I walked. I was pretty sure I had mild paranoia as well–seeing as all of my stuff was in my hoodie pocket and my bag was empty–but I actually liked it as I never trusted anyone, so I was pretty safe from strangers.

Thankfully, I was recommended to UA. A cousin on my mother's side had recommended me to the school, so all I had to take were the tests.

I glanced up at the big school as I went into it. It was impressive the first time, but I had to walk past to get groceries and I used to pass it to go to school before Mom homeschooled me, so it wasn't that great.

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