A little thing called HATE, chapter 1
I look out the water-stained window. Christmas time once again.
The car comes to a halt as I open the door right away. I walked into the house of boxes and boxes full of shit from my old 'home'. I walked upstairs and pulled down the leading way to the attic, walking up seeing all my boxes empty and placed, just like my older one. I look around as I saw my dry walls and then to my bed...my comforter had butterflies[i] on it now?
What the fuck?
I knew there was no way my mother could keep my old stuff, but still no way to throw it out. I looked in my closet and found all my clothing, posters, and bed sheets; I started to set up my room until I heard my father screaming for me. I sighed and got up walking towards the stairs.
When I got to where my father was, I was greeted with an evil look from him.
"Look, just what do you want?" I ask tiredly.
"There's someone at the door, go fucking get it," he hisses, shoving me with his shoulder to make his way up the stairs. I go to the door to see a boy around my age with long, black curly hair sticking out all around his backwards cap.
"Hey, obviously you're new and well, I live across the street," he pauses and cuts himself off by saying, "I like your bag," he smirked.
I cut him off, "If you don't like them then fuck off," I state rolling my eyes.
"No, no, not that, I actually like it, no sarcasm," he smirks again.
"So I was wondering, since you're around my age then you would probably be going to Pinole Valley High School...right?" I mumbled with a response of an " unfortunately, yes."
"Why is it unfortunately? You'll see me everyday!" the boy screamed with pure ecstasy in his voice. I look up at him and noticed him fully, he was cute... very cute... He had glistening green eyes that curved slightly, giving him a 'pouty' innocent look, his bottom lip also puffed out, making him look even more childish.
"Oh yeah! I'm Billie by the way," he offered a hand, but I didn't make any movement at all.
"Um, [i]allright... "
He says awkwardly, letting his hand fall. I just kept staring at him. God... he was... just wow.
I scanned him head to toe, letting every detail pour into my brain. He was a petite, with he was wearing black pants, that weren't too tight, or too big, he had a black jacket on as well.
"Uh, I guess I'll see you at school?" he asked.
"Um, yeah" I replied looking at the floor shyly. He started to walk in the rain and I just starred, until he looked behind him and smirked. I closed the door quickly and leaned on it, sliding down it till my ass hit the floor. God he's so fucking cute. I said to myself smiling.
The car comes to a halt as I open the door right away. I walked into the house of boxes and boxes full of shit from my old 'home'. I walked upstairs and pulled down the leading way to the attic, walking up seeing all my boxes empty and placed, just like my older one. I look around as I saw my dry walls and then to my bed...my comforter had butterflies[i] on it now?
What the fuck?
I knew there was no way my mother could keep my old stuff, but still no way to throw it out. I looked in my closet and found all my clothing, posters, and bed sheets; I started to set up my room until I heard my father screaming for me. I sighed and got up walking towards the stairs.
When I got to where my father was, I was greeted with an evil look from him.
"Look, just what do you want?" I ask tiredly.
"There's someone at the door, go fucking get it," he hisses, shoving me with his shoulder to make his way up the stairs. I go to the door to see a boy around my age with long, black curly hair sticking out all around his backwards cap.
"Hey, obviously you're new and well, I live across the street," he pauses and cuts himself off by saying, "I like your bag," he smirked.
I cut him off, "If you don't like them then fuck off," I state rolling my eyes.
"No, no, not that, I actually like it, no sarcasm," he smirks again.
"So I was wondering, since you're around my age then you would probably be going to Pinole Valley High School...right?" I mumbled with a response of an " unfortunately, yes."
"Why is it unfortunately? You'll see me everyday!" the boy screamed with pure ecstasy in his voice. I look up at him and noticed him fully, he was cute... very cute... He had glistening green eyes that curved slightly, giving him a 'pouty' innocent look, his bottom lip also puffed out, making him look even more childish.
"Oh yeah! I'm Billie by the way," he offered a hand, but I didn't make any movement at all.
"Um, [i]allright... "
He says awkwardly, letting his hand fall. I just kept staring at him. God... he was... just wow.
I scanned him head to toe, letting every detail pour into my brain. He was a petite, with he was wearing black pants, that weren't too tight, or too big, he had a black jacket on as well.
"Uh, I guess I'll see you at school?" he asked.
"Um, yeah" I replied looking at the floor shyly. He started to walk in the rain and I just starred, until he looked behind him and smirked. I closed the door quickly and leaned on it, sliding down it till my ass hit the floor. God he's so fucking cute. I said to myself smiling.
