Just kids(bajan canadian fanfiction)

Chapter 2! (Re-Written)

When I woke up, we were 15 minuets away from my stop. Wow, I must have fallen asleep reading all of those comments! I logged out of Youtube and shut down my laptop, before putting it back in my bag. Then, I remembered all of the hate. I had been trying not to let it get to me, but I had just had enough. A lot of times, when I'm angry or upset, I just go to sleep. So, that must have happened to me. Riding the train, well, it was a normal for me. I usually rode one like this one, so I was a normal for the staff. Sometimes, they greeted me, others gave me dirty looks. I guess I just learn to ignore the people around me, but only those that I don't know or love. I grew up being bullied a lot because of my interests and appearance, along with what I wanted to do for college and my life. I was also bullied because of my small stature. I'm only 5'2, but that is actually tall for my family. My mom is 4'8, and my dad is 5'9. A lot of the kids that I was in my class were athletic and tall, or popular. I hated being with them, but luckily, a lot of my other friends, my real ones that I didn't have many of, were in the class with me. I once had a friend that had been abused as a child, but eventually, she moved away to Germany and I haven't seen or spoken to her since. Asoka was her name, and she was from England. It was cool, having an english friend, with her accent and all, but then she had to move because her dad had gotten a new job, and her mother was too overprotective to let her stay with any of us, let alone let her talk to us outside of school. I miss Oka, but, we all know that times have changed. I don't even know if Asoka remembers any of us, as she probably made lots of friends in her new school and town, so far away from us, in the tiny country of Germany.

I got off the train, fighting through the crowd to the front door. I just want to hail a cab, and get home. Ah, home. I knew that it would be like, $25.00 just for my trip back to the Northwestern doorms, as it was in a subburb. After settling down with my stuff in the back seat, the cab took off down the road.

Once I was settled in and unpacked at home, I sat down at my desktop and checked my Youtube. After replying, and ignoring, to comments I watched some Bajan Canadian before heading off to bed,as it was now late.

When I woke up in the morning, sunlight was streaming through my blinds, when I noticed that my phone had an alert from Youtube. Hm. I wonder who messaged me. Must be one of my friends, or a subscriber wanting me to do a video with them. I then grabed my phone off the charger and entered my passcode. When I looked at it, it was just Marshal, wanting to know if she had plans today. Whoah, the silly boy had caught her. Sure. What time and where? Instead of YT messaging him though, I texted him, because everytime he does that, it drives me insane. Marshal knows this, and thats why he does it in the first place. In the mean time, I grabbed a towel and headed off to take a shower. My hair was all poofed up and everywhere, like it normally is in the mornings. Sometimes I wish I had hair that didn't do what mine did, but I guess we can't have everything in life.

I brushed my hair before letting it hang down my back to dry. I had just gotten dressed, and I was wearing one of the t-shirts from my store and some dark jeggings, along with my cross necklace and a pair of blue and black Toms. I love those shoes, and I've had them since I met Sam. I miss her, but alas, my best friend is away in Columbus, Ohio. She goes to OSU for buisness, just like Cait. I need to invite them over soon, too. They should come for a visit some time. Just then, my phone set off the ringtone I have for Marshal. He had texted me asking to meet him outside the Shedd Aquarium around 3:30. I said that I would, and grabbed my membership. All of my friends knew that I loved aquariums, and even some of my subscribers, if they were with me on my channel for long enough. I named myself LeopardTurtle, because of one of the turtles that was there when I was a child. She was old, and was in a big glass tank near the middle of the building. I haven't been to see the aquarium in a while, so I really was greatful Marshal asked me. How stupid I am sometimes, not going anywhere but to school and my appartment, unless I had to get food or go to the library to study. I did that a lot, as I loved the smell of the library and all of the books. It always smells good, and so I have made that one of my homes. I lay back down on my bed and started to scroll through my instagram, to see what everyone back home had posted. I didn't have many friends, but that didn't mean that I couldn't follow some of the other kids at school on instagram, just to see what there up to.

"Shoot!" I hissed, after getting up and tripping on a book. I looked down, and it was one of the Harry Potter books that I have read so much that they don't even have a cover anymore. When I was little, I used to read books near water. It would always cause my books to get wet, and one time, I even dropped one into a bathtub full of water... Ooops! Most people think that I'm strange because of my reading habbits, as I usually finish 2-3 books a day. That's why I spend a lot of time at the library, because I'm always checking out new books, and returning the old ones. I got good grades in school without having to do that much work, so I always had free time. That was when my school librarian gave me the Little House on the Prarie books by Laura Ingalls Wilder. I loved them, and I have read them over and over again. Reading has always been one of my passions, and it has helped me develop a writing style too. I don't write much anymore though, as I'm usually pre-occupied with school and youtube now. Then I started to record some Attack of the B-Team, but then my phone went off with a Youtube message, just as I started recording.