Odd

Chapter 1

Have you ever thought to yourself," I really want to disappear" you know? Being that guy people are minding his own business, no one knows who he is. Living the exciting life of someone with no more connections. Here's how I accomplished this dream.
It all started when I was sixteen, well not everything started then, I've had a pretty rough life so far. I'm not saying I had the worst childhood, but it sure as hell wasn't the best either. I started to notice how bad everything was when I was  seven, and i had wanted out ever since. And now I'm Sixteen and it'll all begin soon.
My dad, a raging alcoholic, who'd hit anyone who crossed him or lied to him. Including my two brothers and I. My mom rarely came home, staying at friends houses, or staying at bars all night. I don't blame her, I would've done the same thing.
I had two brothers Elijah who was three years older than me and Lucas who was only one year older.
Then there is me. Odd. Yes my name is Odd, pretty fitting I guess. I've always been the black sheep in my family. My brothers hardly differentiating from one another, Elijah had short, curly and dirty blonde hair. And he was very strong. He had to be, working as farm hands and being the star of the football team and all. He wasn't exactly the most outgoing or handsome, but the ladies tolerated and the guys never crossed him, out of fear of course. That's what being muscular gets you I guess.
And Lucas, another star athlete, he was about 5:8" and had Brown hair dropping below his ears curling back up and his stature was very different. He wasn't extremely strong, but he was tough and quick. Though he had nothing to worry about because he seemed to have a different girl every week and was always out at some dudes house.
Oh yeah. Me. Odd. The mixed sibling. The black sheep. The brother of the brother.  Well I fall about 5:8" maybe a little taller, I'm definitely  not strong and I'm no ladies man. I have dark brown hair that is a sorta like a military haircut but a little longer. I'm too lazy to grow out my hair, and my eyes are green with a sunflower ring around my pupil. I'm not like a bronze God or anything even close to that.
Anyways, it all started on a Friday. I do the regular morning schedule, struggle to wake up, shower, get dressed and finally I brush my teeth. I rarely eat breakfast, so I grab my bag and glance at the clock above my stove.
"Oh shit!," I say to myself. The smile little green numbers telling me It's 7:55, my bus gets me at 7:50, realizing how late I am and knowing I missed the bus, I run outside and start heading to my bus stop. I run up to the sign with the bus on it, no one is here. I've missed the bus. I lean against the sign and try to catch my breath, the cold air piercing my lungs, my cheeks are cold as ice and my legs feel like jello. It's 8:00 now, I have ten minutes till I'm late to my class.
"God damn it," I say as I start to run again. I'm not a runner.