Never Been Hurt

Chapter 4

Demi

Do you ever have those days where you're not really in the mood to do anything? Like you're not necessarily depressed, but you're not actually happy? Yeah, I get those days too. And today would be one of those days.

Yes, I take medication, but that doesn't mean I'm happy all the time. Anyway, I woke up before my alarm today. One minute to be exact. I hate it when I do that. It's so annoying!

I got out of bed and took a shower. I get out and do my hair, makeup, and change. I'm still going for the rebel look. I look at myself in the mirror and sigh. The look isn't quite me, but this is what I have to look like to not get walked over.

I went downstairs and ate some breakfast. I guess I won't be having a car for a while because the car that broke down apparently will never run again. Which means we would have to buy a new car. The problem is...we can't afford one.

After moving and the cost of my treatment, we barely have enough to have food at home. Our house is small. That's why I didn't want the boys to see it. I didn't want them to know how poor I was. I used the money I was saving for quite a few years to pay for my new stuff.

Our house has two stories. We have a tiny garage. No basement or attic. There's only four bedrooms. And two bathrooms. One in the master bedroom, and the other downstairs. It's weird having a shower downstairs, but it is what it is. At least I have a roof over my head and some food to eat.

One day, I'll make enough money for my family. We'll never be poor again. Thank goodness school is free.

I left early because I decided that I would rather walk to school than take the bus. I hate buses.

I went inside the school and started walking towards my locker. In one of the corners, I saw Taylor and Joe making out. I rolled my eyes.

I got to my locker and changed out my books. Selena and Miley met me there, "Did you see Joe and Taylor? Yuck." Selena asked.

I nodded, "Yeah, and now we have to go past them again to get to our first class." I shut my locker and we walked in the direction of our class.

Of course they were still there, "Can they even breath?" Miley whispered.

I shrugged. A part of me was a little jealous. Not because it was Joe, but because it feels like a small part of me is missing. I'm still trying to pick up all of the pieces of my life.

Later in science class, I started perfecting the song I was writing. Of course the student teacher had to try and take it again, "It's my personal business." I snapped.

"Don't talk back to me." He answered.

"Then don't start a conversation." I countered, "Besides, I already know what we're learning."

"Okay, then let's have you take the test on the unit. See if you're as smart as you say you are." He went back to the desk and grabbed the test. I followed him outside into the hall.

I sat down against a locker and started the test.

I got up and opened the door. I put the test down on his desk and grabbed my stuff from my seat and just walked out of the class.

Now I was just walking around the school, "Demi?" I turned around and saw the music teacher, "What are you doing in the halls?" He asked.

"I walked out of my science class." I answered, walking closer to him.

"Why? What happened?" He questioned.

I sighed, "I was writing a song in class. The student teacher told me to pay attention, but I continued writing the song because I already knew what we were learning. He tried to read my song, but I wouldn't let him because it's personal. I told him that I knew what he was teaching, so he made me take the test on the unit. After I finished, I just walked out of the class." I explained.