The unknown "C"

Chapter 1

"Chloey , my dear, are you not going to school?" a strange but familiar voice echoed in my head.

Almost as if I was under librium.I came back from my sleep mode

" I don't want to , I prefer reading at home than watch the teacher spit all over my face" I said

Anyways, my name is Chloe, I hate people especially the ones at school.

I am currently sixteen years old. I am very elegant, strict, beautiful, classy, wierd, talented talkative and an anime lover and no one can end that love.

My dad is very wierd especially the one with the aggressive speech, that is my father.

Mum is all in one but I can't trust my parent, I know it's absurd to say that.

We live in the United States of America,with a dog named darling. I am not surprised that my dad places the dog over me, just because he is a boy

I don't have friends I roll alone. I wouldn't say I am brilliant let's just say I know everything.

My favourite sound is tears of pain but I love laughter though.

My school is Preston high, my nickname is the ABW menacing the arrogant , beautiful and wierd.

My family should probably be categorized as middle class .For now I am the only child, my mum is heavily pregnant and soon I have to eat and sleep in the orphanage home even with living parents.

Mum sometimes treats me like a dustbin, but dad treats me like dust itself.

My worst enemies are boys and that word gives me headache, after seeing what dad does to mum, I don't think I wanna see boys.

Back to the story*****
" You know your dad won't like this schinanigans" mum said.

" Like I care " I mumbled

" Did you say something" mum asked

" No, why would I" I answered
Mum reaction seemed strange like I could programme her to say something

A knock on the door broke the conversation " who is there" I asked

Obviously , I was in the sitting room close enough to hear the sound of the door.

My room is very dirty and scattered, I find joy in littering it with posters and anime characters. I couldn't afford to clean it

The door squeaked and I felt caved.
My eyes bellowed at what I saw. Okay guess what I was facing my second worst enemy " a cat" . It's slimy eyes was captivating and horrific too. I closed my eyes in fear because as far as I am concerned . I don't have the mind to face cats .

" Wait ,did you just knock with your paws" I screamed and it clearly seemed not even mum could hear me anymore

" Yes I did" the cat said and I screamed to the extent that I jolted in reality

" Ahhhhhh, omg who programmes dreams these days" I said and stood up from the comfortable bed

Whatever that dream was trying to say ,I don't care.

It was 7:35am in the morning I really had to get to school.

I dressed up in my seductive skirt, crop top packed my hair in braids, wore a wedge and a jacket called uniform. Ugh can't believe others are wearing the same thing as I am.

My tie was too stressful to knot so I threw it in the bag pack,

Mum was busy romancing her unbron child, so clearly I couldn't get any food to eat.

I swore to never cook in that house I would rather die of hunger

As soon as I boarded a taxi, a small child approximately 6 years dragged my bag.

I turned and pushed him away " you are so mean " he said.

" Oh yeah thanks I got that from my dad" I said wiggling my hair

" Mummy , this girl is so mean" he screamed

" Whatever" I dusted his filthy hand s off my bag
I was engrossed in family thought that I entered the wrong taxi.

Immediately I entered, a piece of cloth was put on my face but covering my nose and mouth making me fall asleep.