Give Me All You've Got, I Can Take It.

Marceline opened her eyes as her alarm was screaming in her ear. It was 5:30 and she'd much rather still be asleep. Her anxiety rising as she started to think about her first day of school. She hadn't gotten excited for a first day of school since she was in elementary school. She sighed loud sitting up in bed, rubbing the back of her neck. She remember as a child she had a terrible stutter and didn't have many friends at the time because of it. She was considered a "weird kid" whatever the hell that actually meant. She never thought that being quiet and shy would make you weird, but her mother used to tell her that people will always find something to pick on you for. She found a nice group of weird kids where she used to live and they pretty much stuck to each other like glue. She missed them so much. She wasn't sure how the kids at her new school would like her. She was short, quiet and easy to upset. She cried at the drop of a pencil and sat at the back of class drawing way more than she paid attention to what the teachers were saying. Always daydreaming and always distracted. Most times she was nose deep in some book about elves and dragons. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by the constant banging at her bedroom door.

"Marceline! Get your fat ass up! You know you have school, and I swear to God I don't care if you fucking go or not, but you're getting your ass out of here!" The door knob twisted violently. "And how many times have I told you not to lock this fucking door?? You dumb little bitch!"

She sighed quietly. "Sorry dad! I'll be down in a minute!"

"You better be or you won't like it, Marceline. You better be out of here in ten minutes!" he said

She waited until she heard him walking away before she got up. Her father, if she could even call him that was an evil man. He was an angry drunk and after her mother died, he had no one else but her to beat up on. Sighing once more, she straightened her back and regained her composure, sliding off her bed she headed to her closet to get dressed. She pulled out a yellow over-sized sweater and some black skinny jeans. She walked into her bathroom as she eyeballed her keys on her dresser. Untwisting her hair and she put a few bobby pins in her mouth. Gelling her edges she shook her curly fro out and put a few pins on the side. Keeping time as she washed her face and brushed her teeth, she wanted to be out of here as quick as she could. Walking back into her room she slipped on her flats and grabbed her bag as she grabbed her phone and keys and made her way downstairs.

"I'm gone!" Marceline yelled before she ran out the door. The only thing she could think of was avoiding any kind of contact with her father, aside from it being in her best interest to not show up on her first day with a black eye. She already felt like she was going to have an anxiety attack, and encounter with him would for sure trigger one. She found herself smiling as she actually realized she was excited for her first day. Knowing her mother would be laughing at her if she knew she got so worked up the night before stressing about her first day. Grabbing her headphones out her bag she plugged them into her phone hitting shuffle.

Verona High was 15 minutes away. She hadn't left the house much this summer, she didn't know anyone anyways but she wished she did as she walked past some scenery she wish she caught against the deep blue summer sky. "Deep breaths Marci, you're gonna do fine" She heard her mother say, smiling again a tear rolled down her face as she reached the end of the block.

Notes

Update:
Rewrote June 11th, 2017.