Chapter 1A Chapter by Taylors CurlsWhat is that stupid thing we are forced to go to? That thing where everyone is a******s and pricks? What is it called? Oh yeah, it's school. I wear lots of black and listen to punk bands. But that should be my decision right? People should respect MY decisions, don't you think? Nah. People gotta make that an ordeal as well as what I do in the hallways. They endlessly make fun of me for what I do in the halls and now it has to go to my clothing and taste in music? Next thing you know it, those dumb f***s will be in my f*****g window. The endless judgement and assumptions sometimes lead to the question, Do I have a Boyfriend? Nope. Never will. Not in high school at least. What is the point? He is either going to use you for sex or cheat on you. Then you are going to be on Teen Mom and it is going to be this whole thing. 'Is he going to call me?' BLAH BLAH BLAH! I choose to stay away from that mess. But if you are into the whole attention thing, then I say go for it! Man, the girls in this school. They deserve their own chapter. Do you guys really gotta wear such revealing clothes? You are not there to get impregnated, you are there to learn. Although, even learning is hard to do these days. I rather be in the time period of using chalkboards as paper than this crap. I would ditch the whole thing completely if I didn't have an uptight mother. I'm lucky I even get to leave the house with the stuff I put on half the time. Ripped skinny jeans and band tees. :) It is perfect in my opinion. Another thing I don't get is why people have to wonder why I like Taylor Swift. I don't think that just because I listen to punk doesn't mean that I can't listen to other genres. In fact, Tay is the f*****g bomb. She is one bad a*s chick. Oh wow. This intro is getting LONG. I should get on with the real story. The "Dangerous' one. Ahh. That's funny. I rather choose the word exciting.
I woke up feeling my eyes stinging from the lights that had just awaken me from my peaceful slumber. I was having a nice dream. I was in History class. No one else. Just me. Ah, how I wish. Nah, the lights had to bring me back to reality. This fucked up reality.
I got up from my bed and yawned stretching my arms out. The faces of BVB, SWS, and PTV greeted me. I had other posters, but those were the ones by my bed. :) Don't you think Andy is just the sweetest thing ever? I do. I walked over to my closet and put on a BVB hoodie, dark black skinny jeans, black converse, and my rubber bracelets. I grabbed my bag and ran down the stairs. I skipped breakfast, like usual, and ran out the door ignoring my mother's pleas to eat breakfast. Lol, do people even do that anymore? I began walking to school. I looked around for Amber, but I couldn't see her. We usually walk together, but I don't see her. I put in my ear buds and began listening to 'Saviour' by Black Veil Brides. I was listening to Andy's sweet voice when Amber popped up in front of me. I would have screamed, but I held the urge.
She was wearing a 'My Chemical Romance' tee, ripped black leggings, black combat boots, and a black beanie. "What took you so long?' I asked. "I slept in." She said putting her arm around me. I pulled out my phone and saw the time and it was 7:52. Aw s**t. We were blocks away and school started in 8 minutes. I showed Amber the time and we bolted. Oh great, another thing for the kids to knit pick us on and on about. I can see it now, 'Oh look its those two girls. They're late again'. I don't even think that they know our real names. But, seriously they will take anything they can get to annoy the f**k out of us.
By the time we got there we had a detention slip, discomfort from the awkward stares we were getting from the kids when walking in late, and a crazed hair. We took our seats and pretended we couldn't hear their whispers. I sure Amber doesn't say anything. She likes to talk smack towards the kids here. I was putting my books away when I saw her mouth start to form words. Great. "Why don't you pricks shove your little comments up your a*s?" Amber said to the two boys. Aw f**k. "Or here is a better idea. Shove it up your friends a*s and see where it goes." She said shoving her ear buds in her ears. They shut up, but not before they mumbled some choice words under their breath. I rolled my eyes and went back to listening to 'Good Girls, Bad Guys' by Falling In Reverse. The teacher looked at us, but the dumb f**k is too old to care.
When it was lunch time, Amber and I went to our table. I saw Abby, Sam, and Ivy already eating. "Hey guys." I said smiling. When I am with them, I am actually happy. Abby was wearing a Falling In Reverse top, ripped skinny jeans, various necklaces, and high top converse. Sam was wearing a Bring Me The Horizon sweater, galaxy leggings, rubber bracelets, and dark purple vans. Ivy was wearing A Walking Dead tee, black leggings, and black boots.
I began eating thinking about all the a******s here. They may make fun of 'those girls', but we have each other and I love them to death. I ate my Cheetos and gulped down my Arizona Tea. I told the other girls to go to Hot Topic later and we all agreed. I got up and walked out of the lunchroom towards my classes. While in World History, I was just minding my own business. I had to admit, I loved to learn. And although people didn't think I was, I was actually smart. "Hazel, what do you think about this topic." The teacher asked about a current event we were discussing. "I think that this could be a great change in the world. It gives people a chance to be who they really are and for people to learn to accept everyone." I said. "Really? Because a lot of people like to disagree with the Gay Rights movement." "Well, everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but they should at least stop being so mean about the whole subject. They don't have to welcome it, but they could at least learn to live with it." "Nice job, thanks Hazel." I smiled at the teacher and sat back. People looked at me funny, but I was pretty confident in my answer. When that period was over Amber and I drove to my house while the other girls went to their house to get ready.
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1 Review Added on March 13, 2014 Last Updated on April 9, 2014 AuthorTaylors Curlsnone ya businessAboutWe scream. We shout. We are the Fallen Angels. -Black Veil Brides -Pierce the Veil -Taylor Swift -Avril Lavigne -Paramore -Panic At the Disco! -My Chemical Romance -Falling In Reverse -Sle.. more..Writing
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