The Myth Of Colby Brock. (UNDER EDITING DONT READ)

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My beautiful car well kind of. The guy steps out of the car tossing me the keys Thank you sir he nods his head back at me making his way to the black subarbans parked behind it 
I look around seeing if anyone notices me and hop in to start it. The second I start it the engine roars to life most likely pissing off the locals I put my seatbelt on and make my way out of the parking lot hearing my exhaust whistle I push down on the gas listening to the engine whining as I speed up, I hit up the local cafe before I got home grab my iced caramel latte  cause if I'm about to deal with my "mother" later I need a drink. I get home and park my car way down the street locking it putting my keys in my pocket. You got me fucked up if you think imma let my mom see this beast shell fuck it up

I walk up to the house an unlock the front door dropping my bag on the floor and make my way into the kitchen making some mac and cheese and some ramen big back central right here I pre-make a Nutella sandwich for breakfast tomorrow morning and put it in the fridge. I put on some music dancing around the kitchen as I finish up my food and loading the dishwasher when my food was finished I run upstairs and pull out my laptop and hide my keys under my mattress I lay down in my bed eating my food and start watching shameless my personal favorite is Ian he's MMM scrum-dilly-uptious let me tell you. As I'm laying on my bed I began to think about the day as one does and suddenly Sam has gotten in my train of thought, The whole time I've been in highschool I haven't had one friend since middle school that when mom started drinking. In middle school I was struggling hard due to my mom drinking and laying hands on me. My first year of high school was the biggest fight we got in that's when she wrecked my car. I lost my shit on her she slapped me and that day was the day she realized her own daughter could beat the fuck out of her. Something I don't talk about often but something I don't want anyone knowing about. My dad knows and that's all that matters. Sam seems pretty nice he's the only person that's even thought about coming up to me to start a conversation granted it was about colely? Cody? Who ever he is the pictures Sam showed me were completely different then what he looks like in person. His Instagram makes him look like every other fuck boy, you know? Classic brown mid-length hair, Blue eyes that could seduce Medusa. Why am I talking about a man like this? Was that coffee laced? Is it Ovulation week? Shut the fuck up men are stupid and they always will be. Im to tired for this shit I finish my food and start dozing off to sleep 

I woke up to my phone alarm clock going off look down at my phone about to shut the alarm off and see the reminder about the dance coming up. Mother fucker. I stretched up rubbing my eyes realizing I have to be at the school early to do vocal warm-ups and I guess help with the dance decor that I totally didn't forget about. Olivia offered me to do this instead of other people cause she knows I fucking hate my teachers and she can make my report card look like this was assigned from each class I'm in I don't know how that works. I put on a white cropped t shirt and match it with a pair of black sweat pants shorts I don't fucking know what there called. I grab my laptop and put it in my bag as well as the charger, I grab my keys from where I hid them and run downstairs to grab my sandwich, I look down at my phone to realize it's almost 730 that's not good..  I ran out the door to the street where I parked my car immediately starting, turning on my radar and speeding to school

I walk in to the overwhelming smell of pancakes fills my nose but not good pancakes BURNT pancakes when are they gonna fire these cooks? Not even a homeless man would eat the food they make. I make my way to the cafeteria and sit up on the stage again I think is my new spot most people except Sam but I don't mind him everybody else seems to leave me alone here. I get my headphones out of my bag and plug them into my laptop and start making a playlist for the DJ and to no surprise if you were paying attention I'm singing for the dance tonight so I'm trying to figure out what I'm gonna sing for that I eat my sandwich doing all the little things I need for the party for Olivia. Lost in my own world I look at the clock to see its already 9 I'm done with my sandwich and all the small shit, I set down my laptop and throw away my trash I sit back up on the stage and before I reach for my laptop my music stops I whip my head around to see Gabe had CUT my headphone wire with a pocket knife. (he's the guy that closed the locker in your face if you don't remember)  I'm sorry were you using those? Those are so 2019. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him. Hes a reason I FUCKING hat emen bro. I was using those actually I closed my laptop shut and shoved it in my bag. Don't you have a girl to fuck in the boy's bathroom or something? Make yourself at least somewhat useful. I'm sure you've slept with all of them already I'm surprised you haven't caught an std yet. I remarked, well not everyone yet. Did he just fucking wink at me? Does he wanna fucking die? Here use these. He says as he threw me a pair of AirPod pros at me I looked up at him, if this is your way of saying sorry I don't forgive you this clearly wasn't your money but I will gladly take these I grabbed my bag and made my way towards Olivias office walk in and begin to start filling out the final paperwork for the dance tonight, I hear the bell ring and leave the paperwork on her desk in a pile for her to staple and tape around the building and walk to my first class