"Alright, everyone. This is a little song from Breaking Benjamin. It's called 'Sugarcoat'.

"It started again,

Claimin' a friend.

I couldn't be I've never been.

I'm all alone.

Out in the cold.

I'll never know.

Your sugarcoat.

You're ready to blow,

You're ready to go.

But I'll never know.

Your sugarcoat,

Is just as sweet as I am.

Look what you did,

Suck on your lies 'til your eyes turn red .

What did you say,

Willing to drown in a tidal wave .

Take me away,

Let me believe that you're on your way.

Look what you did,

Suck on your lies 'til your eyes turn red.

I'm on the floor,

Battered and bored.

You got a taste I can't ignore.

I'm all alone,

Out in the cold.

I'll never know,

Your sugarcoat.

You're ready to blow,

You're ready to go,

But I'll never know,

Your sugarcoat,

Is just as sweet as I am.

Look what you did,

Suck on your lies 'til your eyes turn red.

What did you say?

Willing to drown in a tidal wave.

Take me away,

Let me believe that you're on your way.

Look what you did,

Suck on your lies 'til your eyes turn red.

Red,

Your eyes are red."

When I finished, the crowd went berserk. It was awesome.

"Well, that was amazing. Okay, so that was our last performer of the night. Give it up for..." The DJ tilted the mic to me.

"Little Miss Red Eyes." I finished.

"Give it up for Little Miss Red Eyes!" He yelled into the microphone. Again, the crowd went berserk.

I packed up my guitar, talked to a few of the people around the festival then left for home.

Home, for me, is a small studio apartment, in not one of the best neighborhoods in the city.

"YO! Lil' Miss!"

"Red Eyes!" My two best friends yell. I hug both of them and smile.

"Yo, guys. How's it been?" I said, my voice kinda raspy.

"Life's been better than usual. You?" Asher and Amilia asks.

"Pretty good. Oh, and here." I said, tossing both of them two white bags. After looking inside, they glomped me.

After prying them off of me, I said. "Sorry, guys I gotta go. I got school tomorrow."

"Want us to come pick you up?" Amilia asks. I just smile.

"Nah, but if I change my mind, I text ya." I said before walking to my building, up the three flights of stairs, and walking into my apartment.

I live in a fairly sized, two room apartment. Really, the kitchen was in the corner next to the door, the bathroom was the only other room. Then I have two couches, a glass coffee table, a computer and desk, a small closet next to the desk, a wall covered in band posters, and... other than a few pictures on the walls, that's it. Sad, right?

The pictures are of Asher, Amilia, and me, my caretaker at the orphanage (I never saw since I left), and some random shots I took with my camera (mostly of people who live on the streets smiling or just going about their day).

Really, I'm friends with a lot of homeless people. I don't know why, they like me better than people at school do. And yes, that's a good thing. I'm not sure why, it just is.

After eating a sandwich I bought earlier, I took a shower, changed into my night clothes, and went to bed. Oh, and I sleep on one of the couches with a blanket and a pillow.

In the morning, I took another shower, changed into my uniform, grabbed my bag, ate a quick bowl of cereal, then left for school.

I go to a private school called Winter Hope High School, on a scholarship. Without that, I would never even think about applying.

When I got to school, I barely made it to class before the bell rang. I sit at my desk, and try to catch my breath.

"Alright class, today we have a new student joining us. His name is Ciel Ashdown. Please, be nice." Mrs. Welter said. The boy next to her was no more than sixteen by the look of him. He has bluish colored hair and likewise eyes. Or eye, because his other one is covered by an eyepatch. Pale skin and seemed like he couldn't care less about being here.

Snob. That's the first word that comes to my mind when I look at him. And that's when I remember that there's an open seat next to me. Please take the one next to Dylyn. Please take the one next to Dylyn. I think. But, just my luck, he sits next to me.

Damn! Damn! Damn!

School dragged today. But now it's lunch. I sit at my usual bench outside. It looks like rain today. Sigh. More rain. How lovely.

Really, I almost miss California. I was there for only a few months, but still. Oh well. It's not good to dwell in the past.

I quickly eat my lunch, then head to the music room.

"Hey, Ms. Scarlet." I said as I walked in. I'm always here during lunch, mostly because I have music for two hours. Yep. I finished one class completely and it's still the first semester.

"Hey, Red." Yes even she doesn't call me by my name. I unpacked my guitar and went to my usual sound booth. I tuned my guitar, and got ready to play.

"Ready, Lil' Red?" Ms. Scarlet said into the mic connected to my headphones. I nodded. The recorded drums started in the headset. I started playing.

"GO!

Awake at night you focus,

On everyone who's hurt you,

And write a list of targets,

Your violent lack of virtue.

Leave us alone!

You're on your own!

Go!

We are breathing,

While you're sleeping, go, (GO! )

And leave us alone,

The liars cheating,

Our hearts beating, go, (GO! )

And now you're on your own. ]

Here's to your perfect weapon,

Crack bones with blind aggression,

Like birds whose wings are broken,

You live without direction.

Leave us alone!

You're on your own!

We are breathing,

While your sleeping, go, (GO! )

And leave us alone,

The liars cheating,

Our hearts beating, go, (GO! )

And now you're on your own.

GO!

GO!

GO!

GO!

And now you're on your own!

GO!

GO!

And leave us alone!

We are breathing,

While your sleeping, go, (GO! )

And leave us alone,

The liars cheating,

Our hearts beating, go, (GO! )

And now you're on your own."

A few chords, I was finished. "How was that?" I ask.

"Amazing. Like always." Ms. Scarlet smiled. I smiled back, then noticed there were people standing behind her. Fuck.

The first three people I notice are, Harmony, she's a total bitch. Alexis, man whore. And the new kid, I don't have a title for him yet. The rest are, mostly, normal. They don't stand out as much.

"Alright, let's run another track before class." Ms. Scarlet said, shooing the students away. I nodded, and started playing again. After that, class started.