Tara's POV
It's FRIDAY WHICH MEANS I GET A PIERCING AFTER SCHOOL! I'm so excited I cannot sit still in class. Only a few periods left. Woohoo! I start thinking about my date with Violet. I can't wait for it. My phone buzzes, I look down. It's Vi.
(bold= ViItalics=tara)
hey can't wait for sat! :) :)
Same :) it's been tooooooo long!
Can it just be saturday already?
I know I know I gtg teacher coming!
I look up to see no one looking but a dirty look from the sub we had. ugh who needs school anyway it sucks. It has been pretty uneventful. Everything is just sort of a blur. Nothin seems to stick.
Pills
Therapy
It never ends.
And there go the depression alarms in my brain.
At long last I get the last class. I don't pay attention to it, I just doodle an wait for the bell of freedom. Which brings me great joy. I start to get up when the teacher calls me back.
"Tara, you missed quite a bit of school I just want to make sure you are 110%" She says.
"110% would be mathmatically incorrect, but I'm fine." I told her leaving. I went to my locker. I found notes, I messily jammed then into my bag. I can always read them later. I cram in some earbuds and crank up the All Time Low, because why not? I see dad's car. I hop in.
"Earbuds out, share the music." He says happily. I do. He puts on some Misfits. I smile.
"So drop book bag off, or straight to getting your piercing?" He asks.
"drop off my bag, I wanna change." I say.
"Of course" He laughs. I pout.
"It's my job." He said. I giggled a bit. it felt normal, like old times but he would move on after died if I had. It wouldn't have been so bad. the car stops and I get out, throw my bag to the side, some papers spill out but I just ignore them. I run upstairs and throw on a loose black shirt and black ripped skinny jeans along with some black vans, I apply my eyeliner and throw my hair into a fresh top knot. Satisfied I go back downstairs to find all the guys there.
"You didn't think we were gonna miss this did you?" Patrick asks laughing.
"I expected nothing less." I replied. we took two cars. I was so excited I could hardly sit still. joe was in the car with us.
"Aw kiddo it's gonna be your first weird body modification!" Joe says laughing. Dad rolls his eyes
"Who knows? Maybe I'll get a tongue spilt!" I joke.
"Nope. Nope I refuse." dad says.
"It wouldn't look good on me anyway" I say laughing.
"I think I've already had enough of a near heart attack today." Dad says as he keep driving. I laugh and look out the window, it's a perfect overcast day. Sheet white sky, blank but open.
"So how's school?" Joe asks.
"I haven't been paying too much attention, I think it still sucks though." I tell him.
"When you say haven't been paying attention?" dad asks.
"I have been doing to work don't worry." I say laughing.
"Okay, okay." He says. We finally pull up to the shop, it's a tattoo/piercing shop.
"Andy get's his stuff done here." Dad says. I nodd, I am so excited.
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FanfictionPete's girlfriend died in childbirth leaving him with a beautify baby girl, Tara. As she grows up she slowly becomes her own person but can she escape her father's shadow even if he never meant to cast it. *Slight trigger warning for future chapte...