During The Day

Have I made you proud?

"Look at this little crooked tooth freak. What are you 5?! Stop crying!!"
Braden kicked me in the back harder than the other 9 kicks he made before. I heard Austin's wicked laugh ring in my ear as I fall over again. Who laughs at others pain? Evil spawns.
The boys continue their taunting and I proceed to pick up my books and ripped papers and place them in my stomped backpack.
"Who ya runnin away to crooked leprechaun no one cares about you here." A louder line of laughter follows Braden's intellectual remark. Of course no one would stand up for me I'm the new kid I just got here yesterday and I wasn't really welcomed with open arms.
I now go to Werth Middle School, it's for kids who major in arts, I'm majoring in music.
It's always been my passion but I've been having an urge to give up, sure this only my second day but Braden had already managed to turn half the school against me all because he's the AP's son.
I hate my teeth now but I've never had a problem with them before but after being kicked to the ground multiple times because of them, yeah I'm not really comfortable with them  anymore. I barely smile anymore and I feel like my family's catching on to my dread for school, they've been hugging me, asking how I am more than usual and they already did that on a daily before.
I've had thoughts on secretly getting braces but there's no way I can hide them and there's also no way I can just get braces by myself I'm only 13, So that idea's been thrown out of the window.

Present Day

I feel more awake as I splash cold water on my face. And look in the mirror and my state burns into my reflection. I tried hard to get rid of that skinny crooked toothed boy for years. My family had allowed me to get braces when I was 17 and I had never felt more happier then when I got to take them off, and I didn't even mind the pain of having them on because that never compared to the bullying I received at school all because of how my teeth looked and now I could finally change that.

If I'm being honest they make you look cute that's probably why Braden hates them so much.

My face heats up a little. Her voice. She probably sounds different now, I mean it has been 14 years. I always think negatively about myself and it seems like one part of my brain pulls out a piece of my childhood a good piece just to contradict my thought, and her voice, the things she's said, the memories I have with her have kept me moving to bigger things the only thing it hasn't fixed is my ability to not be a closed off workaholic.
"What the FUCK is up Lucky Charms?!" Louis barges in my house unannounced....again. "Lou Bear, Niall keeps telling you to knock you don't have to bust in." Harry scolds him, moments like these make me realize Harry has a little bit of normalcy in all of that weird. "Hey Louis plz Come in." A sarcastic tone laced with my words. I bound down the stairs and make my way to my kitchen and make a hot cocoa. "Ni, Me and Haz were going over to visit Gigi she said she found someone who was willing to room with her and we're all gonna help her move in...." That's not happening, "No." Louis releases a dramatic groan, "Whyyyyyyyyyy??? You're such an ass like a big Irish Ass with a great ass by the way have you been working out?" I shook my head at Louis's "insult" "Yes I'm an ass, and thank you I have been working out but I'm still not going-" "Whyy?!" "LOUIS, you know I'm busy." I turn my attention to the cabinets, where is it?
"That's the thing you're always busy, and you don't even have to be."
Where is it?!
"Seriously, You're company can't get any bigger."
I know I bought some...I think
"Just work from home, or let all those employees do their work you don't have to do ANYTHING."
Shit I got to go to the store. I went upstairs to dress in some warm clothing ignoring Louis's calls. "I'll come by later I just need to take care of something."
And left out the door.