Notes From Anonymous (LGBT)

Chapter One.

{Author's note~ The picture up there is me and my gay friend cuddling for fun. Yes I'm bi, oh well. Anyway thanks for finding this story. Have fun! Stay creative loves!}

Karri's p.o.v.

"Get the fuck out of bed because I'm not driving you to fucking school, especially on your first day." Damn, Aunt Al need to calm down. "Get up now!"

"I am! Get off my ass!" Waking up to that every morning is not very peaceful. Welp time to put on my band shirt for today.

I walk out of my tiny room into the trashyish bathroom you have ever seen, in search of the bandages used for my arms. Why do they have to be so bloody? Who knows, it's pointless to everyone else so fuck it.

"Get down here terrible cunt and eat breakfast!" Aunt Al called from the kitchen.

"I'm not fucking hungry!" I don't know why I just don't kill myself already, I mean, no one would care if I did because there is no one who cares.

People have asked me why I cut, and I say I don't know, but the thing is, I know exactly why. The reason is, it releases pressure, I just don't know why, but something about putting scares on your body that will be there forever, just makes a person happier.

"Hmm, what shirt will it be today? Will it be My chemical Romance? Or will it be Twenty One Pilots?" I whisper to myself. "I'll go with My Chemical Romance so people know not to fuck with me."

I throw on the same pair of jeans I do everyday and get my stuff together. Of course I have to grab my phone charger. You might be thinking, "how the hell does she have a phone when her family hates her?" Well I paid for it with my own money. Oh yeah, my headphones so I can drown out the suicide thoughts that run through my head. Oh shit, it's 6:50 already, gotta blast.

Grabbing my shit and running to the bus my aunt stops me. "Don't screw up your first day, fucker." I just ignored her and walked out the door. As I walk out I pull out my phone and plug my headphones in.

When I got to the bus stop, there was already 4 people on the corner. "He always comes late, so relax." One of the kids said. He must of saw me run out of my house. Well since he's always late, that gives me time to do eyeliner. When I pull it out the boy looked at me. "What? I woke up late and had no time to do eyeliner." He shrugged and turned to talk to his friends.

I felt the cold liquid of the eyeliner hit my eyelid and knew it would be done right today. Should I do a wing or no wing today? Wing! It makes me look not as depressed and better looking.

I finally finish after about 7 minutes of doing it. Hey now, I look hella fine! All of a sudden I feel a tap on my shoulder, "The bus is here." Said the same boy as before. "OK thanks." I pick up my bag and take out one headphone to be polite.

"Good morning, you must be our new student. Welcome and I hope your year is great!" Said the very overly cheerful bus driver. I say "Hi, I'm Karri." And walk off to find a seat alone. Finally I find one at the back of the bus and sit. All the kids stared and turned away to probably talk about me. After I take off my extremely over packed backpack, I put in my other headphone in and turn up my music to the point it can only any louder.

These roads seem really calm and it seems that I would be able to do lipstick. I take my dark raspberry lipstick out and a lip brush to get under my two lip piercings. After figuring out I couldn't find my mirror, it was time to use my phone camera. My phone camera was even more shitty when your hands won't stop shaking from the outside cold, and well, you know, scars. I take off the cap of my lipstick and start to apply around my piercings when all of a sudden someone asks of they could sit next to me. They seemed nice and would cause no trouble so I said yes.

After the girl sat down, she introduced herself, "Hi, my names Mariann." Her voice was so energetic for 6:50 in the fucking morning. "Hi Mariann, I'm Karri." "Hi Karri, you seem to be in the middle of applying lipstick, so I'll let you finish."

After she was done talking I put my music up really loud because my favorite song came on. Every step I take is another mistake to you. I love the song Numb by Liken Park. Now I'm don't with my top lip, time to do under my lip piercings.

It was so tight sitting here, really close to Mariann, hearing ever breath she takes. Every time I have to get under my piercings I feel like I'm elbowing her. We didn't take much, but, the only talk we made was a whole bunch of sorrys when I elbowed her.

The bus stopped at the school, it was time to get off and see all new people. I walked into the entrance and right away I feel like I see a familiar face. I know who that is. Could it be? I thought they went away to jail. Is that...

Authors note
Hello everyone, that was an introduction chapter. Sorry it was kinda slow and had no YouTubers so far. But I just wanna write meaning of one of the characters in the story so far, Mariann. She represents someone was my first love, and yes I was a girl. I only first met her, my first year of middle school. I loved her, and I didn't think she loved me back. She hold a special place in my heart. If anyone says anything bad about her, I freak the fuck out. That was the meaning of Mariann. I'm thinking at the end of every chapter I will write what each charater mean to me so you understand. Stay creative loves! Bye.