I woke up to my alarm blaring. I woke up and faced my alarm glaring at it and thinking of various ways to kill it. Next minute my mom comes in with her disappointed look that she wear 24/7 ever since I told her that I was gender fluid.
"Harley come on get up"
I groaned and rolled off my bed. I blindly picked my outfit and walked into the bathroom to get changed.
Me being the lucky little child I am missed the bus, parents refusing to drive me to school, friends not able to carpool cause its hard to carpool with friends if you have none, and my shoes soaked with dog slobber due to the dog I'm dog sitting that has slobber issues.
I tugged on my shoes and ran after the bus the kids in the back looking out the window laughing and pointing.
And society wonders why I hate it so much...
I guess the bus driver finally realized the teenager running behind his vehicle and stopped abruptly, almost causing me to run into the bus.
Once I got onto the bus the idiots of society enlightened me with wonderful greetings.
I took out my earbuds and went into "I hate you all leave me alone touch me and I will guarantee you death" mode and stared at my weird scar.
I sat in the corner avoiding the idiots as much as I could but then one crossed the line.
Allison Clark decided today was the day she wanted to be killed by me.
I took out my books, pencils, eraser, homework, and sorted through them making sure I had them all.
Dear Allison decided to help me by "accidentally" pouring water onto my backpack which contained all my books and homework and everything.
"Oops sorry girl didn't mean to do that.", she said in that annoying squeaky voice of hers.
I gave her a glare. The others in the class looked at me intently waiting for my reaction.
"I'm very sorry for your loss of intelligence and not being able to even drink water without messing up." , I said as I pulled out my pen and started twirling it.
She looked at me strangely then at my hand.
"What are you going to do Harley stab me with your pen?", she said.
"I would love to kill you with my pen but sadly unlike Percy Jackson my pen doesn't turn into a sword"
Meanwhile in my head I was thinking of ways to kill Allison and my consequences.
Sadly before I could murder Allison Clark the teacher walked in looking at Allison then me back and forth.
"Everything alright girls?", she said.
"Were doing quite alright actually except the fact that I'm planning her death and funeral" I said with a smile.
The teacher looked at me strangely- about everyone does that... I wonder why.
Everything was doing great until I had a fiasco in the hallway.
The hallway was crowded and I was dodging as much people as I could, then Allison decided to make life so so great by shoving me every so often.
The first time she shoved me and I gained my balance. Second time I wasn't so lucky. I didn't realize it was Allison until the third time. And after the third time I grabbed the nearest heavy object I could find who was a dictionary a girl had in her hand for some reason. And threw it at Allison because I was fed up with society and I hated how it was currently treating me for who I was.
I was aiming for her face but it hit her ribs with a loud WHACK.
Next thing I know I'm stuck at waiting in the office waiting for the principal.
Ms. Smith came out with a disappointed face that looked even more disappointed than my mothers face which is quite disappointing.
She sighed and looked at me with her pale blue eyes.
"Ms. Atwood would you please explain to me why you did this?", she asked.
"Well, she called me very flattering names that I shouldn't repeat on the bus this mornings. Poured water on my belonging on 'accident' and decided that this was a perfect day to shove me around in the halls." I said bitterly.
"And you decided that telling her that you would love to kill her was okay? That throwing a dictionary was okay?", she said her expression obviously hoping I would say that it wasn't okay.
Well newsflash old lady I'm not an angel.
I shrugged "Why not? Was calling me names okay? Was bullying me okay?"
"You know Harley I believed in you once.", she said.
"Guess we both made that mistake", I replied.
Then she walked into her office called up my mom and told her the great news... that I was suspended.
The car ride home was wonderful especially the deadly silence and angry glances I received.
The first thing she said as we walked through the front doors were "First you start with the gender fluid nonsense, then the attitude, and now this?",she paused. "Please enlighten me in how I ended up with a child like you"
The next hour was spent arguing and arguing til I went to my room packed my bag. And took off making sure to slam the door.
Did I care if i hurt feelings? No I didn't. Call me heartless all you like but I wasn't about to spend another four years in that house with a mom always bickering about how she wanted a normal child.
I ran til my feet were sore and my lungs hurt...
Hopefully I'm in the rp and didn't spend a bunch of time writing nonsense well always tadaa not my best piece of work but this will do.
Mods I'm begging you please let this through