Hazel is a girl who lives in Connecticut with her aunt. Alone and hated. But soon moves to New Jersey and meets some people just like her.
"Grrph." I hate waking up. Half the time I wish I could never wake up. Seven am, why must you come? I hate a lot of things. Let’s see I hate school(which everyone does), people, my parents, especially my father.
I live with my aunt now in Connecticut, I left my parents house, though they live like 3 streets away and my mother comes down to visit every now and then but I never leave my room.
My room is dark, curtains always closed, door always locked, I can’t have it any other way.
I get up out of my bed and totally regret it, slowly getting the black skinny jeans off my floor and a Misfits tee off my desk. I throw them on and put on some black eyeliner. I straighten my hair, throw on my converses and head up to the kitchen.
My aunt is never up at this time, so I have to make the coffee every morning. Which isn’t a problem because I down coffee like a fish with water. One of the few things I love.
I grab my coffee, black coffee nothing is better than that. Of course it would be raining typical Monday, at least I have my ipod. I walk outside with my ipod blasting Green Day and without an umbrella. Actually I don’t even own one anymore, it got stolen last week by this girl Catie. I hate her. She laughs and harasses me every day, she beat me with the umbrella, I still have the scars on my back. She’s really popular, has a lot of friends and a boyfriend. Me? I have nothing but a desk full of awful drawings, a laptop and comic books. I am an outcast.
I walk up to the dreaded path to the hell hole known as school. I didn’t walk in yet, debating if I should just turn back and go back to my inviting bed but considering I’m already soaked, I’ll just go in.
I walk in seeing the same old teachers, same old faces, same old me. I keep my head down not looking at anyone, until I get to my locker.
"Hey Hazel, how’s life today?"
James is my only friend, the only one who understands me.
"Shitty as always, you?"
James always has a way to make me laugh or smile even if it wasn’t intended to be funny.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I don’t know, you actually expected me to think on a Monday morning. I found it amusing."
"I guess you’re right."
The bell rang.
"James, fuck I hate that sound. It makes me cringe."
"It makes me want to jab knives in my ears."
“Thanks for the image, you skipping P.E?"
"No Hazel, why would I ever?"
Gotta love sarcasm.
"Of course I am, you think I’m stupid?"
I closed my locker "Alright see you then."
Time to face first, second AND third period alone. With Catie and her gang...great.