Fools.

The start.

I rolled my eyes, maybe too far back this time, as my phone died on me. AGAIN. I swear, I better be getting a new phone for Christmas. I dropped the shopping bags at my feet as the bus dragged along the icy roads, remind me to charge my phone next time. I glanced out of the window, thinking of how everything has gone wrong... and I'm only 13. (another eye roll) Christmas, is supposed to be a forgiving and memorable time of the year, but I wished this one never came around. My family, can no longer be called a 'family', not anymore anyways. I've lost the people I thought was going to be in my life forever, but then nothing lasts forever does it?

Just two more stops. Two. I was becoming tired, as my back was jammed into the hard, orange patterned seat. I sighed as I leaned against the plastic window, my breath spread, like an infection, frosting up the view. Whose idea was this to make me born into this social class huh? Bus's are not the ones, especially in this weather. If there really is a god, then why am I the one suffering here? I sit up straight and lean towards the bell, i press it with a gentle shove and the bell rang. Finally time to go and face everyone. Again. I clenched my hand around the plastic handles of the bags, clenched so hard until I could feel that my circulation was slowly reducing, if only... I wouldn't call myself a suicidal person, but I defiantly have had thoughts, but wait. That's too selfish of me right? I can't have feelings in this family. The bus comes to a sharp, abrupt stop. 

"excuse me" I whispered to the man, sitting next to me. He smiled, and gave way for me, with a simple nod I made sure I got off the bus safely.

Stepping off a large gust of wind took over my body, as I lost my balance. The bags were seeming to drag my arms down to the ground like a paperweight. Sometimes I wonder.. Am I a paperweight to myself? I reached my door, I took a deep breath and prepared myself for any arguments that I was bringing myself into. One gentle knock should do it. I went straight upstairs, ignoring my mums sarcastic smile, my thin body collapsed onto the bed with relief. Laying restlessly, I glanced over to the pictures on my wall, the memories that have corroded away, remembering when everything was okay. I plugged my phone in, with a lot of anger, and waited patiently for it to turn on. Minutes seemed like hours as I laid here, waiting for something inadequate item to turn on. Buzz. It turned on. I swiped the screen impatiently as if I was expecting messages from my 'friends'. My phone started going crazy, as if it was about to explode.

 *group chat* 

LEWIS: hey so my friend wants to get to know some girls :p                                                                           *joelyxo left the chat* *kaci200 left the chat* *Miaaaa left the chat* 

JAKE: lol hey, whats up? why's everyone leaving...                                                                                                 

What the hell is this chat? And why have I been invited... This Lewis boy is a creep, I've barely ever spoken to him. He's always there, staring at me in tutor. Should I say something? I mean, it might be a bit of fun to mess around.. Let's see how this goes. 

MAISIE2001: what the fuck is this chat? And why am I here...?                                                                       JAKE: I like girls ;)                                                                                                                                                                  MAISIE2001: You obnoxious jerk. You're too full of yourself babe.                                                                  JAKE: Babe yeah? I like the sound of that.                                                                                                              MAISIE2001: Yeaah. Well I don't like the sound of you. Not one bit. I don't even want to be here, who the hell even invited me                                                                                                                                  LEWIS: Sorry Maisie. That was me, I thought you was single after what happened with Alfie.            MAISIE2001: Why would you bring that up? As if your'e even a close friend of mine to know what actually happened you creep, keep your nose out.                                                                                      JAKE: Waitttt, hold on there's no need to be rude. I mean you're a bitch.                                                    MAISIE2001: Do I even care what you think? Do I even know you... no so why don't you just fuck off from where you came from and stay out of my business.                                                                               LEWIS: look. Maisie has been through a tough time recently, why don't you cut her some slack, she doesn't mean to be rude, and you're not making it any better                                                                  MAISIE2001: As if you know what I've been through.                                                                                           JAKE: Well me and Lewis have football, so we'll talk later x

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An hour passed and I was still laying in the same position. Still, silent and sad. I waited for what seemed like the longest hours of my life. Why did I feel like this? I don't like him... Do I? I've never met the bloody guy. My stomach started to turn, as if there were tiny little delicate butterflies flying around in my stomach. I could sense this was the start of something new... But was it the start of something good? Or was this a mistake I was sure to learn from.

* Message request*- JAKEIZAN

Message: JAKEIZAN- hey, I just thought we should private message x 

I knew from that message, that my life was about to change, for the bad or the good I don't know, but I certainly know I should stick around.