You know what's a shitty way to start a day? Your annoying 13 year old little sister pounding on your bedroom door at 6:00 on a Monday morning for the first day of school screaming at you to make breakfast because your stupid ass mother is passed out on the couch with a soon to be massive hangover from parting all night. Yep. That's my life. Fuck. I sit up in my bed and rub my eyes. I reluctantly roll out of bed and open my bed room door. "Make me breakfast!" My sister Shelby commanded. "Shut the fuck up and maybe I will." I responded. I made my way downstairs and shoved a pop tart in the toaster. "Make me food!" Shelby said stopping in front of me. I look at her. "Your 13. Make your own food." When my pop tart was done I went up stairs to get ready for the first day of hell. I threw on a pair of black shredded skinny jeans and a MCR T-shirt. I walked over to the bathroom and plugged in my straightener and put on my eyeliner then straightened my hair. I put on my black converse grabbed my bag then went down stairs to catch my bus.
I walked out the door right as the bus got to my house. I walked into it and was immediately greeted by the roar of the excited and nervous Freshman. The bubbly Shophmores. The Juniors who just want the fuck to be done with school. And the Seniors who are relieved to be 9 months from being done. Lucky bastard's. Lucky me I'm a Junior. Fuck my life. I find a empty seat in the back of the bus and put in my earbuds and started listening to My Chemical Romance. After about 5 minutes I feel someone tapping on my shoulder. I take a earbud out and look at who tapped me. It was a guy who looked to be 16,17 years old and about 6 feet tall. He had straight black flippy hair, blue eyes, and snake bites. He was wearing a Pierce the veil T-shirt and black skinny jeans. To be honest he's kinda hot. "Hey uh can I uh sit with you?" I nod and move my bag so he could sit down. "Thanks." He said as he sat down. "Yep. I like your shirt." I replied as I look back out the window. "Thanks. I like your too." I nod and put my earbuds back in then I realized I haven't seen this kid around before. I glance at him shrug it off and look back out the window until we get to hell.
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Bottom of the high school food chain
RandomIris is a 16 year old angsty teenager at the bottom of the high school food chain.
