3:00am
I woke up with a start as sweat trickled down my forehead. Looks like I had another nightmare. Jumping into the shower, I turned it onto the hottest it could go.
As the water hit my skin, I waited for the pain to come, but no pain came. It was worth a try. All that came was a single tear down my cheek and red skin that looked like a raw sunburn.
Stepping out, I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body. Drying my hair with a hairdryer, I stared into the mirror only to find a sleep deprived teenager who lost the colour in their eyes. Grabbing both corners of my lips, I stretched them into a smile, but when I let go it just went back to its original position. Another tear came.
Wiping it away, I grabbed an oversized hoodie and black jeans and old black trainers and put them on, of course with a sports bra and boxers. Walking downstairs, I pulled my hood up and put my hands in my pockets.
Making my way to the fridge, I saw a note on it. Looks like my dad was on a business trip for a month, again! Opening the fridge I grabbed an apple and bit into it, that'll keep me going until dinnertime at school.
I started scrolling through TikTok until my alarm for school went off, which started at 8am. Two hours until school starts. Coffee time!
I locked up the house after grabbing my worn out backpack. I always go by the main roads and avoid alleys. Putting my earphones in, I played music by Anna Clendening as I started my treck. I kept my head down at all times and kept on fiddling with the hem my hoodie.
Remain hidden then your past won't catch you.
Smelling the intoxicated smell of coffee, I took my earphones out and grabbed money from my jean pocket. $5 should be enough, right!? I pulled my hoodie sleeves up to reveal my tattoos.
"Welcome to Starbucks! Would you like our special of the week?" An unenthusiastic young woman asked.
Sliding the money over, I looked into her eyes with no emotion as always and said a caramel frappe with three shots of coffee.
"Oh, you're one of them." She blatantly commented.
Wow, another opinionated bitch who needs duct tape to be quiet. I thought as I rolled my eyes. I could feel her eyes looking me up and down as if I was a chewing gum that she just stepped in.
"That'll be $7.95 and I expect a tip for dealing with an attention seeking bitch." She spat.
Rude much Karen!? I dug into my pockets for any leftover change and placed it on the counter until I felt a hand hold my wrist and pulled it away from the counter.
"That's no way to treat a young lady, is it now Patricia?" A deep voice spoke.
"Wh-wha-what are you talking about I was just talking to my friend!" She trembled as her cheeks turned into a cherry color.
God, how I wanted to kick her two faced ass down seven flights of stairs!
"What the fuck did you just say about my pretty face?" She snarled.
Shit I have to shut this down quickly.
I snatched the change off the counter and put it in my pocket. I pulled my sleeves down and left the coffee shop. Now I have no fucking coffee. Stupid bitch. How am I supposed to run on two hours of sleep?
"Hey wait up!" The same deep voice shouted.
I began to walk quicker until I was doing a full on sprint to school. That's funny, usually I would sprint back to the house.
Reaching the school gates, I ran inside to where my locker was, only to find a bunch of jocks stood in front of it. For fucks sake, don't I get a shitting break!?
"Hey freakshow! Why don't we freak in bed?" One of them hollered while the others did wolf whistles.
"Move before I do something which I won't regret but will make you end up in hospital!" I growled.
"Why get your panties in a twist when I can rip them off for you?" He smirked.
I felt a hand reach for my butt but before he could squeeze I grabbed his arm with both my hands and lifted it above my head, lifted my knee and brought it down with such speed that I heard a sickening snap. The other two boys grabbed my arms and started dragging me away.
"Oh boys, I haven't even started yet!" I sweetly spoke.
I grabbed both of their wrists after stomping on their feet and did a backwards somersault, flipping them both with me. I landed on both my feet whereas the other two landed on their backs. Before they could get up, I quickly dislocated both of their right arms. To finish off, I kicked all the guys where the sun doesn't shine. I pulled my hood up, grabbed my stuff from my locker, then left to go to my class early.
"What is all this noise I hear out here!? Boys why are you.. oh. Linda, call the paramedics now!" The principal yelled.
I snickered at my masterpiece, only to realise what I had just done. Shit. At least I didn't put them in a coma like the last school. Not noticing my surroundings, I walked into a brick wall, until it made a grunt. Seriously!?
"I'm sorry, are you okay?" The same deep voice from before spoke.
What the fuck does the universe want now!? I felt liquid run down my upper lip until I tasted a metallic substance. Forget I said that.
"I remember you, you're that girl from Starbucks who totally embarrassed that stuck up bimbo. What a coincidence. I'm a councillor here who just transferred... Hold up are you bleeding? You need to go to the nurse!" He twittered on.
"No! I'm fine it happens all the time!" I stammer.
Why am I stammering? I just dislocated three built guys arms. What does he look like anyways? I looked up into vibrant green eyes and black hair tied up in a man bun. Fucking hell he's a supermodel!
Seeing that he was checking me out, he slowly reached to pull down my hood. As he looked into my eyes, I saw a flash of lust until it disappeared into shock by the blood probably. Scratch that. Lust!? Oh hell naw he a fucking weird bastard...
Mondays are the worst.
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The School's Lost Cause
HorrorRoxy Ward, seventeen, grey eyes that used to be blue and brown hair that hangs at her waist. Her dad is hardly there. She used to be the confident girl who always smiled, now she barely shows a crack of a smile. Her eyes have given up on calling for...