Invisible
Chapter Two
Rain.
Fucking rain.
I shook out my blue hair as I stepped into the school building, wringing it and twisting it until I got as much rainwater as possible out of it. Then I continued onto doing the same process with my clothes. This was stupid. First day of sophmore year and I am soaked to the bone. Walking for an hour in the rain to get somewhere I don't even want to be has to be the stupidest thing ever.
Where are my parents, you ask?
Your guess is as good as mine.
They're probably out somewhere getting nice and drunk and fucking each other and everyone else. It's as if they don't even have a daughter. It's as if they don't even have me.
It's as if I was invisible.
I sighed and began walking through the school to my locker. All around me, there were kids greeting their friends, ones they haven't seen all summer or ones they saw yesterday, it didn't matter. Girls screeched at the sight of their friends, who screeched in return. Guys bro hugged, etc., etc. No one glanced my way, no one acknowledged my existence, no one said hi and no one bothered with me at all.
As per usual.
I sighed once again as I got to my locker and opened it. I slipped into the past. Remembering why I moved to Baltimore in the first place. At my old school all the way back in Oregon, I was terribly bullied. Physically and emotionally. Everyone hated me. I was different. I wasn't a perky blonde bimbo. I listened to alternative, classic, and hard rock. Not pop and rap and hip hop. I got beat up badly often and then I'd just go home to do harm to myself in addition.
The overly loud and enthusiastic bell rung and awoke me from my daydreaming. I slammed my locker door and sprinted off to my first block. Again, no one said anything or looked my way. I ran through the classroom door, shoving it open, and sat down at my desk gasping for air, just before the bell rang. What was the point? The teacher didn't even respond to me bursting into the classroom, and neither did anyone else. Sometimes, I'd rather be bullied and yelled at than ignored constantly.
I'm a sick person, aren't I?
Notes
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Two chapters in one day.
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@Jagk Skellington
Aw, well staying clean is hard to do, & I'm still proud of you even if it's only four days! If you were strong enough to last that long, then you could do it again c: & It's okay, I like what you've started so far on the sequel! <3
9/28/14