Why so broken

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The next morning my alarm went off this time I made sure to get up . All my bones ached. If it wasn't for the devil himself I would home school myself. Every time that thought crosses my mind I quickly get rid of it because that would give him more an opportunity to beat me more than he already does. As quick as I could push myself to go I went into my bathroom to take a shower. I washed my hair with the delightful scent of strawberries, and washed my body with my vanilla scented body wash. After turning off the shower I quickly got dressed in my nerd attire. Which consisted of a baggy mint green sweater that cover my sleeve tatoo and baggy blue skinny jeans. I put some make up on over the bruises, and put on some old tennis shoes.  I quickly made it down to the kitchen an began to make my fathers food. After I finished cooking his eggs beacon and toast I ran up the stairs slid a robber band in my hair to get it out my face put my huge glasses on my face . Before I walked out my room I grabbed my school books. While quietly walking down the steps I took my phone out and checked the time to see it's 6:25 am. This only gives me  5 minutes to drive to school.....it takes 10 minutes to get to Belleville high. I'm gonna be late to school just lovely. I get into my car and begin the drive to school or as I like to call it my safe place. You would think that since my dad hates my guts and treats me like crap that I would be forced to walk to school. He used to make me walk but once I became of age to drive he said it would look bad on him. Also because it would embarrass him. So I'm driving a 2004 Nissan. I arrive to school the same time the tardy bell rings to I run to the office with my head down to get my slip to class. I wasn't far from my class when I smack into someone, and we go crashing to ground with them on top of me awakening the aching bruises under my sweater. They quickly got up an when I saw who it was I froze it was scotty jean the schools bad ass. After he stood up he say "why don't watch where you're going nerd you gonna get hurt not paying attention". I couldn't speak all I could do was stare. "I know I'm sexy but let's not stare." I almost smart mouthed him when I remember I'm in nerd mode right now so I weakly stumbled out I..I.. I'm so..orry hot..tie I..I.. mean Scott..ty. Except I wasn't planing to screw up his name. He just had a smirk on his face the whole time. "Well thanks Mrs. Trailor, your not my type" he said smugly. That angered me this egotistical jerk is enjoying this just before I said something to blow my cover quickly mumbled "I'm late for class" scrambled to grab my books an run down the hall to my English class. I was sitting in the class for about 2o minutes before someone barged through the door. "Oh what brings you to finally show up to class Mr.Jean " Mr.Grey . Oh you know just missed that ugly ass face of yours. Mr. Grey mugged Scotty before he said just go find a seat Mr.Jean before I give u detention. He looked around the class quickly an life must hate me because the only spare chair is next to me. As Scotty walks the chair beside me girls are pulling there barely there shirts further down and skirts shorter than my underwear higher up. When he sat beside me I started to feel someone staring at me from behind. When I finally look Mrs. She Bitch herself Ashley Connor giving me the evil eye. I quickly turn back around attempting to focus on Mr. Grey's lesson , that's hard to do when miss bitch is killing you with her eyes. Finally after what felt like forever the bell rang. The day went by pretty quickly after that scotty didn't acknowledge me again neither miss bitch. No sooner than I got in my car my phone rings. Caller id: Charlie boy I got really excited because every time Charlie calls me it's always for a fight. I answered my phone finally and said
B=Becky
C=Charlie boy

B:wassup Charlie boy whatcha got fa me .
C: just another fight for my undefeated cupcake.
B:charlie boy how many times do I have to tell you not to call me that.
C:every time I say it till the day I die he joked.
B:ugh your so annoying I laughed.
C:but you love it.
B:whatever helps you sleep at night .
C: oh I missed your beautiful compliments cupcake but don't you want to know about your fight or not.
B:hell yea Charlie boy who's the pathetic little bitch this time?
C: Scotty Jean he just leveled up to you do you except the challenge or do you wanna forfeit the match an loose your title.
I was speechless for a minute what if he recognizes me, but I'm not a scared little girl.
B:yea count me in Charlie boy you shouldn't have to ask me that.
C: that's my cupcake be at the underground tomorrow for 12:00pm.
B: wouldn't miss it for the world.

With that I hung up my phone started my car drive home and cooked supper for my dad. After I cleaned up my mess I retreated to my room to do some homework. Once my dad fell asleep I opened my closet and grabbed my gear bag and headed to the gym for a late night training session with Charlie boy. Charlie has been like an older brother to me for about 2 years now. He knows about my home life, and it's the reason he decided to train me to fight in the first place. After two years of working my ass off I started fighting underground for a little extra cash. I would go out and get a real job but my dads needs put a restriction on that. When I walked gym Charlie was talking to Jason on the mate demonstrating how to get out of a choke hold. When the door closed they all turned to see who walked in so late at night. Instead of feeling self conscious in my crop hoodie and workout pants I strutted over to the Mat, and greeted both of the boys with a simple hand shake and hug like I owned the place. After a few minutes of chatting up the boys I headed over to the locker room to get geared up before heading out to the mat with Charlie. We went round for round throwing whatever combination of hits we felt were right wearing ourselves out. And yet about an hour he had me hit the punching bag for 30 minutes then a 2 mile run. Once I was finished the boys walked me to my car and made me promise to text him when I got home. When I reached my house it was around 1 am so I took a quick shower and hurried to bed to catch some sleep before my alarm went off in 4 1/2 hours . Before I drifted off to sleep I quickly shot Charlie boy a text letting him know I made it home safe.