Oblivia Sinister Sadness Deathrattle sighed sadly and stared out of the window, watching the dark grey skies slide past through a veil of rain. She brushed her long, black hair out of her eyes and sadly hummed an MCR (that's My Chemical Romance to you preppy f--ks) tune to herself.

She was always depressed and often cut herself just to feel the human feeling of pain, but today she was especially depressed because her dumb parents were sending her to England for her summer vacation. She was going to stay with a distant cousin with some stupid name like Georgina who lived in a boring cottage and had adventures with her stupid preppy friends. Oblivia sighed again, and thought about ending it all.

The school bell rang its deathly toll, letting her know that the holidays were officially begun. In twenty-four hours time she would be on Kirrin island. "F--k!" she shouted. The three blondes, Tiffany, Amber and Crystal, who always sat at the front of the class turned to stare at her in shock and she stuck both middle fingers up at them. They all had long blonde hair and blue eyes and looked exactly like Hilary Duff and Britney and wore slutty pink tops, short pink skirts and white socks with pink high heels. Oblivia had waist-length long black hair, black mascara and was wearing a black corset, a black tutu, black stockings and knee-length black boots. "F--k you, you f--king preppy Barbie doll bitches!" shouted Oblivia, and they ran out of the room scared.

Later that night she listened to Evanescence and MCR while cutting herself and thinking about the GC (if you don't know who that is you must be a preppy prep f--k and you shouldn't be reading this dark s--t) concert she was going to miss on Saturday. Finally she sadly cried herself to sleep while thinking about having a knife party with Gerard Way and some hot vampire boys.