My eyes slightly opened to a whole world filled with darkness surrounding me. I sighed, another tiring day to get up from a good sleep and head off to school like usual. After a few moments of complete silence, I carefully and slowly stood up on the tiny bed so I don't disturb my younger brother who is sleeping in peace right next to me. I just look at him, his small face with his eyes closed off from the world and all I hear is his gentle breathing. I always thought he was lucky that he got 20 or so more minutes of sleep than me because his school starts about a half hour after mine does.
I finally decided it was time to get up and start getting ready for school. I pushed the thin but yet somehow warm blanket away from me and swung my legs to the side of the bed so I can get down. Almost immediately, prickling shivers ran across my arms and legs from the freezing cold air flying around in our tiny home. I tried my best to ignore the cold and walked off to the kitchen so I can make something for me to eat before I head off to school.
I had a horrible frizzy mess of dirty blonde hair that was a bit brighter than my friend Destiny's since she has dirty blonde hair as well. My hair was pretty long; it reached a bit past my shoulder blades. My eyes were just a dull green color.
After I was somewhat ready for school, I did the final touch to adding a sparkling bright green bow to my hair that my aunt gave me about 2 years ago when she came to visit our family. What I mean by family, it's just my mother, my brother, and I living here. I never questioned who my father was; he's never been here ever since I was born. And my younger brother is actually my half-brother, when I was around 5 years old, my mother started to drink, mess around, and ended up getting pregnant once again by an unknown father.
The three of us have been living in this cheap and tiny piece-of-shit apartment found on the corner of the worst neighborhood possible. Although we live in a pretty small town with not much people, I would have to say we were one of the poorest families out there. I have to admit that my mother needs serious help with all of these financial struggles she's been dealing with ever since I was born, but she always snaps at me and tells me she can deal with it herself. I doubt it though.
I literally been wearing the same outfit for about a year now, the only thing different was my socks and undergarments. I looked at the cracked and dirty mirror to check out my same and usual outfit once more. An old, ugly, and really long dress with sleeves, ripped black leggings, lame-looking socks that came up to right below my knees and black shoes that were supposed to worn during the summertime; it was now winter and it was pretty damn cold. It didn't snow or anything like that, but the air was just freezing cold. "Anna, it's time to go to school." The voice of my usual stern mother came into my ears. "Ok." I finally replied while I took one last look of myself before I went outside into the freezing cold with a baggy sweatshirt over my dress.
I felt my mom's old and barely working car finally pull up to the curb so I can step out and go into my school. I flung my backpack that I've been using for 3 years over my shoulder and stepped outside. I told my mother a simple "Goodbye" before slamming the car door shut and starting to walk away.
Now let me talk about my school. I was 13 years old so it was a nearby middle school. I honestly didn't find my school a "good" school but I guess it worked anyways. When I approached the building doors, I let out a silent sigh as in telling myself "Another day of school..." and finally opened the doors to step inside the nicely warm building. I walked down the hallway until I came upon my locker so I can open it and take out the textbook I need for 1st period. As I was turning my combination lock, a familiar face came by closely out of nowhere. "Hey Anna!" A young girl with short light brown hair and light brown eyes came into my view.
"Oh hi, Hazel." I replied to her.
Hazel was one of my best friends at this school. We usually hang out with 6 other girls so that makes a total of 8 girls. Now there was something my 7 best friends and I have in common. And that was the TV show South Park. We were all literally obsessed with that show that we even go to someone's house and discuss all about it. I obviously didn't have a television at my house but I always watch it over at one of my friend's house or something. When I started to become good friends with these girls, they introduced me to it when I came over for the first time and I instantly fell in love with it like they thought I would.
But there was kind of a problem; we all had different favorite characters from that show! I'm not even kidding! Now here's our favorites list; Hazel's was Kyle, Jennifer's was Kenny, Sarah's was Butters, Autumn's was Tweek, Jessica's was Eric Cartman, Victoria's was Stan, Destiny's was Clyde, and last but not least, mine was Craig. I have no idea why but I always found a love for Craig Tucker, it was just something about him.
"Hello? Anna?" Hazel questioned me as she made hand motions right in front of my face. I instantly snapped out of my thoughts.
"Oh sorry…" I mumbled. "What were you trying to say?" I asked her.
"I was trying to ask if you want to come over to Jessica's house tomorrow?" Hazel asked me.
"Um yeah. I would like that; I'll ask my mom about it after school." I answered her with a smile.
"Ok, great! I'll see you in 3rd period!" Hazel told me excitedly as she bounced away to her 1st period class.
Can't wait to see the new episode! I thought to myself with a smile as I grabbed my book, slammed my locker shut, and headed off to 1st period.