Broken

Chapter 1

I walked down the corridor with my science book in my hand. I hate school. I always felt people were looking at me, not in a good way.
Everyone was so perfect in this school. Blonde hair, always tied into a neat pony tail, and of course they were all skinny. None of them smoked and their makeup was light but beautiful. Then there was me. I wasnt a thing like anyone of these girls. I wouldnt have minded being in a mixed school but no, this school was an all girls school. It was the only school that would accept me. I was the complete opposite. I had dark brown hair, I was always a bit bigger than all the other girls, but I had to pay for my own food so usually I just had a take away. I did smoke, I would steal them off my mother, but she was always much too drunk to notice. My makeup was either none at all or very heavy. I'm not saying it looked good to others but I thought it did. I hated the way I looked. I was so fat. I always wore clothes that were too big for me to hide how fat I was.

Finally, I got to my class. Science, even the teachers were pretty and very like the students, stuck up. I opened the door and everyone looked at me, including the teacher who had a furious look on her face I had seen many times before.
"Ms.Long, where were you? Your 10 minutes late for class?"
"Having a cigarette, why do you care?"
"Get out, get out of my classroom now and go to the principles office now!"
Her face was now red with fury, I got up from my seat, smiled and said:
"My pleasure."

I didn't care. I don't understand why teachers want to keep tabs on you every minute of your day. I don't even know why I go to school anymore. I have no money to go to college. I'm probably just going to be a junkie anyways.

I walked to the principles office and knocked on the door. God, I hated this man.
"Ms. Briggs sent me."
"What did you do this time, Maria?"
"Nothing, she asked me where I was and why I was late, I told her and she told me to go to your office."
"And why were you late?"
"I was having a cigarette"
"Do we need to call home again, Ms.Long?"
"If you want, she doesn't care anymore."
The last bell of the day rang, I stood up from my chair, grabbed my bag and left the school.
That was the last day I ever went back.

So, the next morning came and I got up around 12, quickly got changed and left the house, taking a packet of cigarettes with me. I sat on the window sill of a closed down shop and lit up a cigarette. I watched as cars passed and passed. Then a car pulled up to the curb.
"Hey there sweetheart, what you smoking?"
I looked into the car. He couldn't be more than nineteen, I walked over.
"Silk Cut" I leaned on the car my arms on the rolled down window.
"How old are you?"
"Depends who's asking"
"Im not a cop if thats what your worried about."
"Im 14."
"Shouldn't you be in school?"
"Nah, I quit, shouldn't you?"
"Same here, when I was 15, are you bored?"
"Yes! Out of my mind, why?"
"Get in, I'm going to Dublin if your coming?"
I looked around, for anyone watching.
"What's in Dublin?"
"I'll tell you if you decide to come with me?"
"How long?"
"2 days."
I thought about it while taking a step back from the car, well, what's the worst that could happen plus he's good looking.
"Bring me to my house to get some clothes?"
"How far away is it?"
"Five minutes."
"Fine, get in."
"Thanks"
The ride to my house was awkward, to say the least.
"Stop here, this is it."
I felt ashamed looking at my house. Broken down and shabby, it looked like shit. I walked in the front door and realised he had walked in with me. My mother was passed out on the couch. Probably drunk again. He followed me to my room. I grabbed some clothes and put them into a bag then walked to the kitchen and grabbed 3 bottles of vodka from the fridge and another packet of cigarettes from the counter top. I handed him my bag as I walked to my mothers room, got on my knees and grabbed her purse from under the bed and took €100, i shoved it down my bra. She would just thought she spent it on beer again.
I walked back into the kitchen.
"Sorry about the mess, and her."
"If this is what you live in everyday, I'm glad your coming with me."
We walked out the door and I locked it behind me. Habit.
Soon we were in the car and on our way.