The Life of Demons

Chapter One

Minor authors note: Hello again my loves! I just wanted to let all know towards the end of this chapter there is some violence. It may be triggering to some. Please enjoy this first chapter otherwise :)

AliceRedWhite

High school is drama. Wait, that's an understatement, it's like being thrown inside a prison. A deadly dungeon with hundreds of savages. High school is hell. These people are just waiting to slash anyone a part. Verbally, mentally, emotionally, or physically, whatever the psycho's see fit. Worse, it's like one of those damn soap operas where everyone is always sobbing and crying. Or worse sixteen and pregnant. Those girls who secretly dispose of pregnancy tests in the bathroom. Praying it's all in their heads; they become mindless zombies. Wearing the wrong shoes and everybody is spreading nasty two-faced rumors. Like it matters what you wear on your own two feet. Well, apparently it does matter. Whoever said high school's "the best years of your life" is lying. Believe me it is literally a struggle. Well I'm sure rumors are spread about me. Wondering why? Because I am a tomboy literally. My group or whatever it is, consists of all guys. No girls. Girls are fucking drama. ALL OF THEM. "Oh my god Justin Fucking Bieber is in concert!!" Who gives a shit? So I'm the only "girl" in my "group of friends" but it's cool because I like hanging out with the guys.

Attention Ladies! Listen to what I am telling you! Guys don't create drama! (Most of the time anyway). At least the cool laid back ones don't. Keep them as close as you can! Just don't spread your legs making a new business okay? That means they will think you're a whore. Who they will only use you for foreplay, sex, and a bunch of nasty shit okay? High school guys are nasty pigs okay? (Again only a variety of them anyway). Which means this is definitely a huge NO NO. Make guy FRIENDS not PLAY MATES. If given the chance they'll sniff out your trough, pig out, then never call you again. Guys will try and make any girl believe she's special. Bull shit. All of it. There is no "one girl" or "one guy" in high school. It's a cesspool of semen. If biology has failed to make this clear, semen makes baby's! No girl should be signing up for sixteen and pregnant! I certainly never will. For fucks sake. if high schoolers can't control their hormones buy condoms! Safe sex is the best sex boys and girls. A girl's dream is not to walk up to her sweetheart saying, "Honey I'm pregnant."

Now, I'm no girly-girl, make no mistake about that. Yeah I wear makeup but not a lot just eye make-up. Lip-gloss just makes me nauseous so, just get that out of your damn head right now. If I ever bought lip-gloss I would put it in my enemies hair. By the way mine has been every color of the rainbow. Right now it is gun metal grey. My name is Riley Carson. Yeah my name can technically be confused with a guy name. My teachers if they don't know me think I'm actually a guy sometimes. Then I raise my hand and say "Here," The look on their faces is hilarious. The substitutes weren't expecting me. Heck even my regular teachers still act surprised. Sexist girls can be named Riley too. Anyway, nope I'm a full-fledged chick and I've got the body parts to prove it. Sorry A-cup girls.

The guys I hang around respect me, they know me, I'd trust these guys with my life they are all my best friends. No girls will talk to me. They all think I'm weird. Sometimes those little bitches lock me out of the girl's bathroom. Going into detail about that, no I don't want to go there. Correction I won't. I've never had a boyfriend, or sex, so I might not be the best expert. But I know when a guy is using a girl. I see it happen all the time. And at all costs I will prevent that from happening to me. I will never fall in love. Or have sex. Love just creates a broken heart. Mines cracking. I need to keep the pieces I have left held together.

My parents wonder why I have no girlfriends! I tell them because there is not a girly bone in my body. Jumping up and down yelling 'YAY'. Giggling waving my arms around like an idiot. Is not something that satisfies me. All boy bands are gay. Those teen pop sensations think every girl is in love with them. Hell no so not right! Assassinating them would bring me great pleasure. Sleep overs, never had one never will.  (Well with any girls anyway.) My parents won't let my friends stay over. They think things will "go on," trust me nothing will happen. I love my guys but I do not want to make love with any of them. Now my mom is going to try and get me a BFFL (Best Friend for Life) or whatever. I secretly think my mother is paying other mothers to bring their daughters over. They run away. Literally they run out the door. As if I was dangling a spider in front of them or something. Or maybe I let one crawl in my hair. Maybe I have, maybe I haven't. I totally fucking have. My favorite celebrity Billie Eilish loves spiders. And she's my idol.