Insanity

Chapter 1 - Friday

Bee looked into the bathroom mirror, and studied her reflection. She never thought of herself as attractive. She had a round face covered in freckles that she despised. Small pink lips with a very defined cupids bow, (not the pretty kind) large hazel eyes, and a mess of short auburn hair just like her mothers. The only feature she was proud of was her extremely prominent collarbone, making her look more feminine, since makeup was an impossible task.

It was graduation day. The day she was finally able to escape her shit hole of a high school full of soul-less kids with nothing better to do but smoke week and dump sack houses. Full of kids who despised her and saw her as a freak evevn though  she ha never spoken to them. 

Today she considered herself free. To leave the hell she lived in and go wherever she wanted, live with whoever she wanted, and be whoever she wanted. 

She picked up her black backpack that contained only her cap and gown, and left for the door. Her dad was passed out in the kitchen, a broken bottle of whisky not too far away from him. He snored, his face looked dirty, like her hadn’t showered in days (which he probably hadn’t) and refused to shave for a week. 

The sight disgusted her and ashemed her, feeling as though she was lookign into her future even though she couldn't hold down a drink. 

Bee’s mother was still sleeping, or maybe she had gone off to some hotel or gone over to a friends house for a few days. Not a rare occurrence. Her father was a disgusting human being to live around. 

Bee took one last look at him and opened the door to the garage. She snatched the keys for the beat up old Toyota she drove around. She had gotten it from Nick on her 16th birthday. He found it in a junkyard not too far from Denver, started it with a screwdriver and some old wire, and drove it to her front door that night. 

The seats were torn, brown, leather and the radio barely worked. Although it could play tapes no problem. She often stayed up and turned her CD’s into tapes for her convenience. 

When the garage door opened, the smallest bit of sunshine was spotted above the moutains, peeking through the clouds turning them pink and orange. It looked like somebody dumped melted cany all over the clouds, slowly dripping down and covering the land. 

She cranked down her window, warm May air filled her lungs and the sounds of birds filled her ears. The smell of rain on pavement was evident as she drove through the deadbeat town toward the hideous high school. 

She parked in her usual spot for the very last time, walked through the glass front doors, walked the halls, and used the bathroom for the very last time. She felt no guilt and no sadness. Bee refused to grieve over this shithole. 

“Why if it isn’t our esteemed queen bee!” Bee watched as Nick approached her, his arms spread out. He was already dressed in his cap and gown, even though graduation didn’t began for another six hours. “I wasn’t sure if you would even show up.”

“Yea well, I figured that if I endured 1,500 days of torture here, I could handle one last day. 

“True true, my lovely Queen Bee.” He slyly put his arm around her, and smiled as he pulled her closer by the waist.