I groaned loudly when my alarm woke me up at six am, but sat up in bed quickly. It was Monday and a new school day. I stood up, found some black ripped, skinny jeans and an all time low tank top. I brushed my blonde hair, putting it up in a ponytail before I applied some make up. I looked into my mirror, frowning. I had always been self-conscious. I didn't like my looks at all, my nose was too big, my face was covered in acne and I always thought that I was too boring.
I shook my head, thinking that I was done staring at myself for today and I walked into the living room where Claire was standing. She rolled her head when she saw me.
"Finally, Vic. Luke gave me a CD with some of his favourite songs once again and you know I don't like the music. You can have the chocolate he gave me too, because I don't eat that. Here,".
I raised an eyebrow at her and grabbed the CD and chocolate.
"You do realize this was a special gift from him to you, shouldn't you at least listen to the songs?" I asked her, getting angry at the fact that Luke always gave her something when they had fought just to make sure she knew how much he loved her, but Claire was never thankful and gave me half of the things he gave her.
Luke always made CDs to Claire, thinking she listened to them, but Claire always gave them to me. The songs on the CD were so beautiful. I didn't know why Claire didn't like these songs. I mean All time low, Pink Floyd, Arctic Monkeys and the 1975 were perfect.
"I'm not stupid, Vic. I knew he gave them to me, but I don't want them. You should be thankful because I give them to you." She snapped.
I rolled my eyes. She was the one who should be thankful, she never, ever thanked Luke at all. I decided to just stop the discussion before it ended up with a fight.
After putting the CD Luke made Victoria and the chocolate on my bed, I took a mental note to eat and listen to the music later. I then walked into the kitchen and grabbed some breakfast. I was a senior while Claire was in college, but Claire wanted an apartment and not a dorm and I wanted to live with her instead of my parents who were never home and I hated being alone.
I was eating cereal when my best friend, Harry, walked into the apartment without knocking. He never knocked, but I didn't care.
"Good morning, Vic." He smiled, walking right to the fridge to grab an apple. I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help but smile. Harry had black hair and green eyes and a smile that could light up the whole world.
"Good morning, Harry.".
He was about to say something, but was interrupted by my oh so lovely sister. Harry and Claire didn't like each other at all and it was quite amusing to see them bicker with each other every day.
"Why doesn't it surprise me that you didn't knock on the door this time either?" she snapped. It annoyed her that Harry just walked in. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Why doesn't it surprise me that you once again have to bring up me not knocking on the door?" he shot back. Claire scoffed.
"You should learn to knock then.".
"Maybe you should just buy a doorbell instead?" he muttered.
Claire ignored him and walked away. I couldn't help but let out a giggle as Harry flipped her off without her knowing.
"Let's go Harry." I smiled, grabbing his arm so we could leave before another fight happened.
When we came to the school, we quickly walked to our lockers. Harry's locker was right beside mine. Harry was in the middle of telling me about his weekend when I blocked out.
I saw Luke walking into the corridor, wearing black jeans and a black hoodie. He was also wearing a grey beanie. I always loved when he wore that beanie.
Luke's locker was ten lockers away from mine, but I could still stare at him from the side of my eyes. He seemed tired once again and I knew it was because of my sister. I had noticed that whenever they fought he would always look tired.
"Hey, Vic, did you even listen to me?" Harry asked, waving a hand in front of my face. I blinked, turning away from Luke.
"Huh?" I asked. Harry rolled his eyes.
"If you weren't too busy drooling over Luke Hemmings, who is actually your sister's boyfriend, you would have heard me ask you about a movie night tonight." He stated. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"I know Luke is Claire's boyfriend, Harry. And a movie night? That sounds nice." I said.
Harry nodded, ignoring the Luke part fortunately.
"Yeah, can we go to your place? Have our usual movie night. We haven't had one in a while." Harry stated. I nodded my head, already smiling.
Harry and I used to have movie nights all the time, but we had been busy with school. Even though it was a Monday, we decided to just do the whole movie night because we had both missed those. We decided to go buy candy and stuff after school, do our homework and then watch movies the whole night.
We walked to math class after we settled the movie night. I sighed when our teacher was staring at us with a glare like he did every lesson. Harry and I sat down in the back, neither of us interested in doing math.
Harry brought up his phone, smirking down at it and I had to roll my eyes when I saw that it was another girl. Harry was quite the opposite of me, he loved partying, hooking up with random girls and just having a great time while I used to stay in my room and watch Netflix the whole weekend. Harry always teased me for being a nerd because I liked having good grades, well except in math because I really sucked in math, but I focused in every other subject.
I was staring at the front of the class because Harry was still texting that girl and I didn't know what else to do. When Luke walked into the room with his friends, my heartbeat quickened.
Luke was laughing with his friends and I couldn't help but smile, happy that he smiled after the fight with Claire. I sighed when Luke sat down a bit in the middle, not even gazing at me. I never had a chance with Luke, I knew that. He loved my sister, but everyone knew Claire didn't deserve someone as good as Luke.
"Oh are we staring at Hemmings again?" Harry teased. I rolled my eyes, shaking my head.
"No," I lied. Harry had put down his phone.
"You know he is stupid for being in a relationship with your bithcy sister. I mean how stupid is he?" Harry asked me. I shrugged.
"He's just in love, Harry. Love makes you blind." I whispered.
"But she treats Luke like shit." Harry stated. I just shrugged again.
"He really loves her, Harry." I mumbled, ending the converstation. I wished he didn't love my sister because she didn't deserve his love, but there was nothing I could do about that.
I decided to try and focus on math, but Harry was whining and telling me to pay attention to him. He was just trying to come up with new check up lines, but they were so bad that I couldn't stop laughing, earning a glare from the teacher and students, but never did Luke turn around, it seemed like he didn't even hear my laughter. I was just invisible to him and I hated that.
After math, it was time for history which went by quickly because I found it interesting. Harry respected the fact that I focused in class and I loved that about Harry. He respected me and I respected him. We were two different people, but we still had a lot in common.
When we sat in the cafeteria, our other friend Mia( a girl with red hair and green, big eyes) and Sam (a boy with blonde hair and brown eyes) sat with us too. They weren't in the same classes as us, but we had the same lunch time and they were hillarious to be honest. I had known Harry since I was ten, but I got to know Mia and Sam in the beggining of high school.
Suddenly, when I was in a converstation about how cool turtles were, my phone buzzed and I looked down to see that Claire sent me a message, asking me about what my favorite song was on the CD Luke had made.
I rolled my eyes. She always did that, pretending like she had listened to the CD and telling Luke the song I liked the most. I sent a text to Claire, telling her I hadn't listened to it and she didn't answer after that, probably angry because I didn't listen to the CD.
Claire was like that, she was selfish and ungrateful. She never cared about anyone but her. We were so different from each other, I cared too much about people that I forgot about myself some times..