"Aron, sweets get up you'll be late to school!"
With that I sat up in bed and scrambled off. Well, fell off. Landing square on my face, I groaned and picked myself up. I quickly looked at my phone and my eyes widened.
Shit.
Its 6:53 and first period starts in 10 minuets!
Running to my big ass closet I pick out my outfit (picture below).
Running to my bathroom I take my clothes off and hop in the shower.
After washing and rinsing, I dry my self off and yadda yadda yadda.
I quickly run out of my room, picking up my bag and phone and ear buds.
As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I was bombarded with something flat hitting my face with a slap.
Holding my face as it stung, I looked down at what hit my face.
Are you serious.
A pancake.
A Flippen, pancake.
I looked up to see Zack and Char (my perverted brothers) laughing their heads off.
I glared at them and if looks could kill, they would be more than six feet under.
Zack sobered up a bit before laughing out, "Wonder how tha got there?"
He couldn't hold it in and started laughing again. This only made me angrier.
Not thinking, I walked over to him and slapped the back of his head, hard, before grabbing the sticky syrup and dumping it on his head. Now that made him stop laughing.
Char stopped laughing too, only to glare at me. I smiled innocently, before dropping the now empty bottle and waling out the kitchen.
Suddenly, I heard moms 5-inch heels clicking against the floor. I smiled as I opened the front door. Before stepping out, I listened.
"Hello bo- WHAT THE HELL HAPPEND IN HERE?!" I could here her screech.
I laughed out loud.
"It was Aron!" I could here Zack yell.
Then I heard moms heels again, but this time getting closer.
"ARONIETT JULIE WILLAIMS, GET YOUR ARSE-"
Before she could finish, I bolted out the door, laughing my ass off.
I could here her yelling, but it faded away as I ran faster.
Still laughing, I ran a little more before arriving at the school gates. I live, like 3 minuets away. 1 if running.
Stopping to catch my breath, I smoothed my hair and looked into my phone to see if my makeup was messed up.
Good. It wasn't.
Chuckling, I walked into the school, swaying my hips as I walked.
Its weird. I have this condition thing and it makes my hips do that when I walk.
Everybody stopped and stared as I walked by. Girls glared at me or smiled at me. Boys, well, same as usual. They stare at me with lust.
Typical.
You see, I am so smart that I was moved 3 grades up. Which means I'm a sophomore instead of a 7th grader. Awsome. I know.
Ignoring all the stares, I arrived at my locker.
Putting my stuff in there, I looked down to get my stuff for first period.
Still feeling their stares, I ropled my eyes. "You know I dont get why you stare at me. Its either you want to get punched, or your little lives are miserable and you wish you were in my shoes." I said loud enough.
I could hear shuffling of feet as the bell rung, signaling that it was time to start class.
I waited a good 2 minuets before there was silence. Quickly looking through the hall, making sure no one was there, I pulled out my cigeret and lit one, taking a puff.
"And what do you think you're doing?" Said a low voice.
I turned from my locker to see Mr. Blake, the school's nurse. He didnt like me that much.
Fuckkkkkkkk
"Taking a smoke, what does it look like?" I retorted, rolling my eyes.
He looked me over scrunching his face in disgust as I blew smoke in his face.
"You now I could expell you." He said.
I laughed. "And what have I done to piss you off that much?"
He smirked. "That time when you came into my office without permission, and stole 4 bottles of witch hazel to set Tracy's car on fire?"
I rolled my eyes and smirked back. "Hey, she was the one that that stole my chewing gum."
He frowned, then grinned. "That time when you punched an elderly substitute?"
I put my hand over my heart and gasped, overreacting. "He, my good sir, was a pervert!"
He chuckled and stares down at me with no emotion.
"Watch your back." Threatend. I giggled and pushed him aside, shutting my locker. As I walked away, I yelled over shoulder.
"In your dreams!"
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/time skip\
Lunch. My favorite part of the day.
I walked into the cafeteria, smirking as I walked past the line and grabbed the food I wanted.
Some people yelled at me, but I ignored them.
After that, I walked outside, sitting by my tree. My dead, black tree.
I slowly ate my lunch and sketched a picture. When I felt like I was done, I looked over it.
Nice. (I actually drew this)
Collecting all my things, started my walk home. Yep, school ends after lunch. Weird.
I put earbuds in and the song 'Bad Thing's started playing. I smiled. (Play song at top)
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I yawned as I got into my bed, wincing at the pain that struck through my thigh.
Yea. As soon as I got home, my parents were there, fuming.
Flashback
I opened the front door and was met with a stinging slap. Looking up, I saw my mother and father staring at me, with fury in their eyes.
"Mo-" Another slap.
Standing there quietly, I waited and before I now it, in picked up and thrown into the living room, land sideways on the couch, hitting my right thigh on something hard.
I yelled out in pain, clutching my leg.
My mom muttered something that sounded like "Serves you right."
With tears blurring my vision, I could see my father walk in fro t of me.
"Get your arse up to your room before I break your leg. Now, GO!"
I whimpered in response, falling off the couch, crawling towards and up the stairs. Before I made it to my room, caught sight of Char. He had a look of sadness in his eyes. I rolled mine through the tears and slid into my room, slamming the door.
I looked down to see blood trickling down my thigh.
I sighed.
Flashback over
Taking one last glance at my leg,I pulled the covers up to my chest and closed my eyes, hoping that I could walk tomorrow.
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