Semicolon

Caitlin Lilly has had enough of her horrible 17 years of life. She just entered senior year of high school and she couldn't handle one more day of it. She was so nice to everyone who ever talked to her, but she had absolutely no friends. She would do good, but always get bad things returned to her. She was done with everything, she was in the moment, committing suicide. Do you think she'll go through with it? Read to find out.

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1. Chapter 1

I slammed my hand down on my alarm clock. Another dreadful day of my horrible life. I slid my covers off and got out of bed, poking my head in my mirror to see how much ugliness I had to work with this morning. I made a disgusted look. Absolutely horrific. I took a brush to my knotted hair and clicked on my hair straightener. While that heated up I applied my make up, not that it mattered, but I wanted to look at least somewhat okay. I then straightened my hair and I guess I didn't look half bad now. I chose an outfit and made my way downstairs to grab something to eat for breakfast before going out to the bus stop. My mother hadn't gotten up to make me anything again. My father left us when I was three. I don't remember him at all. My mother was rarely around and I was raised by our servant, Sue. I couldn't lie, we were rather wealthy.

"Caiti I need my beauty sleep. I need to look beautiful for others." I remembered what she told me when I was 11. "Maybe you can be pretty one day." She told me.

Sue wasn't up either. I told her not to bother. So, she just woke up before my mother did. Who wouldn't let herself sleep past nine. I grabbed an apple and cleaned it with my shirt as I walked over to my pantry and put food in a plastic bag. Every morning I took food out of our pantry to bring to the homeless shelter. My mother never noticed. I started my way down the sidewalk and tried not to make eye contact with anyone because every teenager out there would give me dirty looks. I entered the homeless shelter and dropped off my bag of food. I left and walked to the end of the road where the bus picked me up.

I walked all the way to the back of the bus and sat in the one person seat. I put in my headphones and waited until we arrived at the school. Thankfully no one in my grade got on. Though, all the teenagers junior to me still snubbed me. We arrived at school and I was the last one to get off. I kindly said thank you to my bus driver and entered the school with everyone else. I walked a steady pace through the hallway and made my way past people to my locker. Before I reached it Sam Parker walked past me and I noticed a hint of a smile on his face. His white teeth just barely shining through his amazing lips. The perfect touch to the rest of his perfect face and body. He ran a hand through his hair and its casual messiness was perfect as well. I continued to admire him until I walked straight into someone else's locker, slamming it shut with my head.

"Hey! Watch it! Way to mess up my day freak!" Some kid shouted at me. I swiftly walked away and finally made it to my locker. I entered my combo into the spin dial lock and jolted my locker open. I took out my books and placed them in my locker along with my backpack and  took out the books I needed for the first class. I walk towards my homeroom and out of nowhere Denise King and her two followers, Michelle Brown and Anna White, were right behind her.

"Look what the cat dragged in girls." Denise snarled.

"Denise. You know I don't want any trouble." I tried to leave her.

"Oh wait! Cats are adorable, cute and lovable." She continued anyways. "Everything opposite of you Caiti." She acted so sweet on the outside, but on the inside she was an evil, little devil. I rolled my eyes, threw her a smile and walked away. About five steps away from Denise someone stuck their foot out and before I could react, I tripped and fell to the floor, my books going everywhere and my one flying into someone's face. I gathered my books on the ground and then went to grab the one that hit someone. Sam Parker stood their with my Calculus book in one hand and the other covering his right eye. He shoved the book at me and walked at a fast pace away from me mumbling under his breath, "That little b*tch.."

I stood there. Shocked. Sam Parker was my one crush ever since the first day I saw him in kindergarten. I couldn't believe he just called me a-- a b*tch. Even when he just saw that someone tripped me! I started to tear up and I ran away from the whole crowd that had surrounded me and just started starring.

I didn't stop running until I got into my homeroom. Great. There was a sub. That means it gave everyone a chance to make fun of me while the sub sat there and pretended like they didn't notice. I sat down at the same desk I usually sat at and pulled out a book. Another one of those corny romance novels. One of those dream lives I wish I could have. I tried to read it, but I couldn't get off my mind everyone's hatred for me. The main question I had: Why? Why did everyone hate me so much? What did I ever do to anyone?! I glanced up at the heavy set male sub. Mr. Foster was scrawled over the white board in giant letters. I looked back down at my book, but still couldn't focus on the words. I looked out the window and saw an adorable couple cuddling in the hallway. I wish I could have that with Sam even though I recently found out how much of a jerk he was.

The bell rang and I put away my book and hid it under my other ones so that no one could make fun of me for that too. Beverley Sanders was the first person to walk into homeroom she smirked at me and shook her head.

"Hold onto your books." She laughed walking past me to the back. She leaned in to whisper by my ear. "I'm sure Sam will never forgive you." She sat down in the seat all the way to the back. I tried to ignore her so I looked out the window and there was Sam and Denise making out in the hallway. I whipped my head away to face my books. I definitely did NOT want to watch that. Since when were they a couple?! I grimaced at the idea of them together.

He's a jerk. He's a jerk. I tried to force into my mind even though it didn't want to stay. All that could remain was his adorable features and his amazing smile. STOP! Get out of my head! I put my head down on the desk and covered my it with my arms. I didn't want to see anyone! I didn't want to even be here!

I sat up and looked around. Mostly everyone was there. There was Howard Peterson a tall, skinny guy with shaggy blonde hair that didn't say much. Jesse Turner, another quiet one with his black hair barely poking through his head. Amy Scott was also there. She was very energetic and always wore bright colors. Julia Wood was gorgeous, but never really hung out with Denise and her clan. She had almost bleach blonde hair, completely natural, and deep brown eyes. She always had perfect make up and her outfits were to die for. There were also more people such as Anne Gonzalez, Sarah James, Benjamin Carter, Jeffrey Rogers, Joan Bailey and Ashley Davis. Others were still drifting in.

Everyone seemed to be whispering and having conversations with everyone else about me earlier this morning. Even Howard and Jesse were murmuring a few words back and forth about me. I stood up and everyone instantly fell silent. The whispers, the murmurs, you could hear a pin drop. I walked over to the sub, Mr. Foster.

"Um, excuse me, can I go to the bathroom please?" I asked quietly. He huffed and checked his watch.

"Sure. Be quick though."

"Okay." I answered and left the room not bothering to take my books even though everyone else would probably take them.

I made my way down the hallway and entered the girls bathroom. Of course Denise and her clique was in there already. Life hated me.

"Cough, whore alert, cough." She made fake coughing noises while slipping 'whore alert' in there. I tried to leave, but Michelle and Anna were already blocking the door. I turned back around to face Denise.

"Denise, you know I don't want to start a fight or anything." I tried to tell her.

"Oh, I know that Caiti." She pointed to Michelle and Anna, "Did you two know that?" They both nodded their heads in response of a yes.

"Bummer no one else will. I mean it's not like they'll listen to you anyways." She started walking towards me. Her heels clicking with every step. "And no one will try to go against me." She continued sending out an evil grin across her face.

"Just leave me alone. I've done absolutely nothing to you." Stressing on every word. She took more steps to me. She reached her hand up and ran her fingers along my jaw line. I clenched my jaw.

"You're just the sweetest. Which makes you such an easy target." The evil grin still sprawled across her face. I pushed her hand off my face finally.

"Don't touch me." I told her forcefully. She started to walk away a bit.

"Wow! Caiti! You're trying to stand up for yourself! Great, great for you!" She threw a sweet smile on and walked back over to me. The smile already gone. "Knock that off." Her face was inches from mine and her four inch heels giving her a touch of height over me. "If you want to do something, go kill yourself." She slapped me across the face and left with Michelle and Anna, all of them with their clicking heels leaving the bathroom.

I stood there with my hand over my burning cheek. I know what to do.

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