The World is Ugly

"Where were you?" Mom asked when I walked through the door. She looked up and saw I was a drenched mess. She walked over to me, her arms outstretched. "Oh, honey, what happened?"
"It's fine mom. My friends just thought it would be fun to throw me in the river," I forced a smile and looked up at her. That was believable, right? "I'm fine. Just tired." I pulled away but quickly lowered my face, realizing my makeup had probably washed off. I jogged past her into the bathroom and jumped into the shower. My hair had ticks and leaves in it. Rocks and leaves. After the shower, I immediately went to bed and fell asleep to Sky Ferreira's voice.

How could you know what it feels like
To fight the hounds of hell?
You think you know me so well
How could you know what it feels like
To be outside yourself?
I just want you to realize
I blame myself for my reputation

BEEP! BEEP! BE--

I need a new alarm clock. This one will be the death of me.

I rolled out of bed, and did the sane routine as yesterday. Clothes, makeup (being sure to conceal the scars), hair, then downstairs. There was another note on the fridge. "Dear Rose, I hope you're okay. I made penne last night but when I came upstairs to hive it to you, you were asleep. It's in the fridge now. You can have it got breakfast. They'll need me every morning this early apparently. Sorry. Love, Mom." I sighed. At least she cared enough to leave a note. I, however, was not in the mood for penne, so I made another instant breakfast drink thing. I decided to sit and watch the news for a little while.

"In other news, as woman has been convicted of shooting her two children, because they were being, quote, 'mouthy'." I cringed. What was wrong with people these days? "Her lawyer is arguing she is legally insane, or that it was brought on by her drinking while taking prescription antidepressants." I groaned. Why don't you just do the time if you committed the crime. Nothing good was on TV so I just played Temple Run on my phone.
"10 'till the hour, sunshine!" I glanced at the clock. Shit, It was almost 8! I grabbed my stuff, turned off the TV, and jogged/ran to school with Fall Out Boy blasting in my ears.

Say my name and his in the same breath
I dare you to say they taste the same.
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

I constantly heard someone giggling and laughing as I did a weird sprint towards school. This made me run even faster. Just as I got to school, the bell rang. Thank god. I ran to Mrs. Joy's class too. Bad idea. I just nearly drowned yesterday and I have asthma. I went into a coughing fit and pulled out my inhaler. In, hold, out. In, hold, out. I shuffled to my seat, letting the albuterol take effect.

Day 3 at Belleville High and I had no friends, a possible murder attempt, and a beating. "Well, students, this is your first half day of the year. And your third day. Halfway through the week," Mrs. Joy said, pacing in front of the room How do you feel so far?" She threw a ball into the crowd of students and everyone passed it around. Thankfully, I was one that's hard to miss, and they gave the ball back to Mrs. Joy without remembering me. "No, no. You forgot Rose." She threw the ball back to me. I looked around the room and saw stares and whispers of, "Her name is Rose?"
"I-I'm excited! I l... love with school so far." I replied in record speed and threw it back.

RRRRING!

I grabbed my stuff and did the same run-jog thing from earlier to my next class. We had early dismissal today, but I had a feeling it was gonna be a long day.

Notes

Filler because I wanted to get something done before I got ready for school.
The first song is "I Blame Myself" by Sky Ferreira. The 2nd one is "I Don't Care" by Fall Out Boy.