"Pepperoni, get the fuck up!" The scratchy voice resonated throughout my body, jerking me up in swift motion, my skin crawling. My name's hot pocket-chan, what's yours? Oh..of course you won't respond, you're just another voice in my fucking loser whore brain. "What's taking so long you rectangle-built ass skank?!" There it was again, that voice. The source? My crackhead bitch mom. She had me in a dumpster after she was forced to quit theatre school when my dad walked out on her. She told me he left because she had rabies, but there are two sides to every story. Jerked from my daydream, I quickly throw on my jeans and Harry Styles T-shirt. Hes so kawaii, when I think about him and his husbando Louis, I shit myself #~#! Racing down the stairs is hard due to my lack of legs, but Ive learned if I just throw myself down, I get there faster. If I'm not quick enough, my mom knocks me unconscious and does lines off my forehead. After recovering from my 20 minute, head trauma-induced stupor from throwing myself down 3 flights of stairs, i dash to my mom. "Come here you ugly bitch!" She shrieks, then throws me against the fridge. I feel the pepperoni and cheese inside me shake from the impact, like a washing machine. "I need money for heroin, so Im selling you, you fish smelling emo whore." I begin to cry, because her breath stinks like hot shit and shes 5 inches from my face, when a knock rings throughout the air. "There's your new owners." She grumbles, then kicks me in the back of my head for fun. She walks away to ingest all of our shampoo, and i crawl my feeble body to the door. My new owners must be impatient, because they throw the doors open. The hard oak wood hits me square in the face, crushing all the bones in my face and knocking me out.
I awake, startled. I check my phone, and notice the Hello Kitty bandaid over my shattered nose. Everything hurts. But OMG, what is that smell. My crystal blue orbs dart upward, and I gasp. My golden locks fall into my face, my mouth forming an O. My new owners..are One Direction?!
