We all have parents or guardians and we all complain about how much of a pain they are and how we wish they would give us a break or get us a phone. I wish my parents would stop freaking yelling for once in their life SO I CAN GET SOME FREAKING SLEEP!!
"You don't have to stay home with her all day she's a brat!!" My mom yells from down stairs, I roll my eyes at the ceiling and slip out from my covers ignoring the goose bumps that travel up my legs from the cold wooden floors to my arms. I tug down my tank top and shorts before heading over to my closet.
"I have to work! Would you like me to just quit?!" My dad yells back as I pull out my grey marvels t-shirt and slip it over my head replacing the old grey tank top. I slowly pull off my shorts and cross over to my dresser to pull on my skinny jeans.
"I can't take this anymore" mom yells and I stand still staring at my mirror. Those words I never get use to....I've learned to not care about the yelling and junk but whenever I hear those words a little piece of my breaks and swirls into panic. I've learned that when a parent says that they usually ends up Leaving. I hear the back door open and close and I close my eyes taking a deep breath before grabbing some socks and heading down stairs into the storm.
"Clary?" I walk around the corner at the sound of my name coming from my father "can you do the dishes when you get home...and start listening to your mother I'm tired of coming home and having to deal with her being pissed." He says and I nod biting my lip. "Why are you up so early?"
cause you and mom wouldn't shut the fuck up! "I have a njhs meeting this morning." I shrug grabbing my backpack, sliding the strap onto my shoulder and heading towards the door. "Where's mom?" I ask quietly
"Outside." Was all he said and I walked out the door yelling "see ya" when I finally make it to the school I'm almost halfway through my playlist and it's only 6:40. I head to my locker and toss my bag inside leaving my iPod out. I slide down to the ground pulling my knees to my chest as I stare at the ground. Everything is silent since no one is here yet and it's quite peaceful. I lay my head on my knees and close my eyes listening to my music.
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I wake up as I feel myself being gently shook. I rub my eyes to focus on whoever is in front of me. My eyes focus on four boys standing in front of me smiling. "Are you ok?" The tallest one asks holding out his hand. I great fully take it taking in his features. His blonde hair is styles up into a quiff, he has a lip ring and crystal blue eyes that are staring at me.
" yeah I'm fine thanks for waking me up." I say looking at the rest of the boys.
"It's no problem. I'm Luke." He says
"I'm clary."
"I'm CALUM!" My eyes turn to the tanner looking boy with black hair and brown eyes who is smiling brightly and I laugh.
"I'm Michael." His hair is a whitish color....probably dyed.
"Ashton." He smiled giggling running a had through his brown curly hair.
"Nice to meet you." I smile giving them a small wave. Next thing I know I can't breath as I'm being smashed in a giant hug. "Guys..." I gasp "c-can't b-breath."
They all release laughing and apologizing with 'sorry' and 'my bad'.
" clary...." Tally clears her throat next to me her eyes scanning over the guys.
"Oh hey! Tally meet Luke, Calum, Michael, and Ashton." I grin wiggling my eyebrows at her only to be waked on the arm. I laugh and turn to the guys "guys this is my best and only friend Tally."
They all greet her with 'hey's' and 'hi's'
"We have English now.....mr.miller will kill us if we are late again." Tally says turning down the hall.
"Wait could you show us to the office?" Ashton smiled at her and she smiled nodding blushing.
Heehee.
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