Chapter One

. : Reader's POV : .

~ Flashback ~

New Year's Eve.. It's so upbeat, I don't understand how people sleep when their neighbors are screaming so loud. Geez, the people over here are too much of a party type. Unlike me.. I seriously preferred to be at my own home watching the countdown or the current anime I was watching..

Staring at my phone's clock, seeing it being 11:57 pm, I decided that I really should make a new year's resolution. And a wish to God, maybe. I am Catholic, so I might as well give it a try..

I'm going to be a better person. Hah, I bet a shit ton of other people are using that too. But seriously man, I need to be more open and social instead of the shut in piece of crap I already am.

Now for that wish.

God, I want someone to talk to. Someone new. Someone I can feel freely with. Without a sense of discomfort at least, someone who'll take care of me.. Yeah that's it. That way I can somewhat complete my resolution.

Okay, with that aside, I can celebrate with a good plate of meat~

~ End of Flashback ~

"Fuck…" I muttered, dropping my pencil onto the hard surface of my desk.

That exam was easy as hell, but the essays were long as heckie! Good thing I studied at least. I flipped through the pages of the test one or two times to make sure I didn't forget anything, maybe a triple check. Okay. I'm good.

I raised my hand, clearing my throat to get the teacher's attention. She glanced at me before rushing up and dashing over to my side of the classroom. Looking over my finished test, she reached her hand to take it, then looked at me for approval. I simply nod.

"Ooh! That was quick, [Name]," Miss Ross commented, flipping through the pages with a smile growing on her lips, "But it looks like you studied. Good job!"

I smiled at her sweetly, picking up my science text book. "May I go to the computer lab? For studying..?"

"Uh- Yeah, go ahead!"

Thank God. I bet I ran out of the classroom like no tomorrow. It smelled disgusting. Like a dying gremlin, burned with rotten eggs and left in the ocean to soak. I flattened my uniform down, because my shirt kept lifting and it made my school sweater poof up. I walked towards the computer lab slowly, listening to my own footsteps. It was so silent. Everybody was probably still in the middle of their midterms.

Opening the door, I was oh so relieved no one was in there. I had the room all to myself. I did a goofy dance, for one, I needed to stretch, and two, no one was looking. I sat down at a computer all the way at the end because it was warmer and away from the AC. It was January, why the fuck is there still AC. There should be heaters.

Opening my browser, I went on some random site that quizzed me on my vocabulary. Quizlet? I don't know. I did that for a while or so until I heard the door creak open.

"O-Oh! I didn't know any other classes were coming so I thought I-"

But I was cut off by a voice I knew all too well. One of my close friends, AJ. He smiled goofily at me and I sighed deeply.

"Chill, man, it's just me."

"Yes I see that, Apple Juice."

"Don't call me that [Bad Nickname]"

"Screw you."

He laughed at me while I gave a chuckle. He strutted towards me and bent over to see what I was doing, then casually started up a new conversation- unrelated to the thing I was doing on the computer.

"So when do you think that new kid is coming?"

"Hah? The one Miss Ross told us about?"

"Yeah. The boy we're getting."

"I don't know. And I don't care."

"Aw, c'mon dude! You have to admit you're excited! After all, he could be like your boyfriend or some weird shit!"

I glared at him, "No. And first off. I don't want a boyfriend. Second. Too many girls. We have four boys in our class right now and like.. sixteen girls!"

"Oh. Then in that case you better get to hi-"

"No."

He sighed and sat down next to me, opening up a browser on his screen then turning his attention back to me. He stared at me with his hazel irises until I gave in and turned back to him. "Find love, [Name]. You're going to die lonely and no one will be at your funeral except your mom."

"No. I have my fictional boyfriends."

It was nice to see he cared, but really I could care less about love lives. My first and last boyfriend, Dillon, was a complete ass. I hated him and I don't know why I even went out with him. He was too clingy and desperate.

AJ frowned and put on his best puppy dog face. "Please [Name] pretty please with [Favorite Animal] on top?"

"You're a dick, AJ, you know that?"

He grinned, "Big one."

"Ew… Man, don't.."

. : Dave's POV : .

Okay, so I made this stupid ass resolution that I would be a better person and I still haven't changed a bit. Ironic, if you look closely at it. I just need someone to talk to. Whatever, maybe there's someone at that [School] place. Probably not. It's a pretty small school and the people there are probably already in their cliques and shit.

I hate this. Moving out in the middle of eighth grade. I had to leave John, Jade, and Rose because of that. Bro just said we were going to move and didn't tell me why. Fucking hell, this doesn't make sense, but I'm not going to lose my cool and rant about it.

Striders never lose their cool.

"Lil bro?" I heard, seeing Bro stand in the doorway holding up my school bag.

"Oh. Thanks." I said lamely as I took it and went back to my business. I wasn't mad at Bro, just confused.

I began stuffing all my shit in this bag but I stopped when I heard my computer, which I had set up first, make a familiar noise.

John is pestering me. Thank God.

-ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 11:09—

EB: Hey Dave!
TG: oh man I though you left me
EB: no I was just dropping by to see if youre doing well. Not sobbing or sulking at all.
TG: I don't sulk. That's uncool
EB: sobbing?
TG: no. idiot.
EB: in speaking of sobbing, we all miss you! :'B like jade was crying as soon as you left!
TG: tell her I said hi
EB: ok anyways hows that new school?
TG: I start tomorrow
EB: make friends!
TG: too mainstream
EB: ugh youre never going to settle in without someone! A girl!
TG: shut it egderp
TG: you know I aint into that love crap
EB: uhh maybe but someone could change it!
TG: nope
EB: I gotta go, rose is making me do something ill talk to you later!
TG: bye

-ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 11:14—

This was going to be a living hell isn't it.

I remember seeing the schedule for January and they're in the middle of exams right now. Hah, I'm lucky then. But I don't know about friends. I heard the eighth grade had only twenty people and one classroom. Not thirty some people and like three different homerooms. Wow.

Wait, I really should finish packing… After I drink apple juice. I haven't drunk anything since we landed.

. : Reader's POV : .

I hate this so much. My dad is yelling at all of us for no fucking reason. My mom won't stop talking shit. My two sisters aren't listening. Great. The usual night of at casa de [Last Name]

"[Name]! You are so stubborn. Do you know how close I am to throwing the stew at you. You need to change that damn attitude, or else I'll make you sleep in the basement. No. I'll kick you out and you can get eaten by the wolves."

"[Dad's name] that's enough. Stop yelling at her, she hasn't done anything wrong but answer."

"Did you hear what she said?!"

"Yes. You asked and she answered."

Dad growled and glared at me. "I don't want to eat. I can't eat while looking at you." And with that I watched him go over to the couch and started to play this game he's addicted to.

This has been going on for some time now and I'm fucking sick of it. I hate being called a smartass and I hate when he says I should stop with my attitude but I don't even know what I'm doing wrong.

God, if you hear me. Please just make it stop. Make it end. I hate my life.

I stormed up to my room and closed the door. I plopped down onto my bed and took out my phone. I would go on tumlbr if one: I hadn't been on hiatus, and two: if my dad hadn't deleted and restricted my phone. But I was able to sneak one app from being deleted and that was the new app Pesterchum. It's pretty legit.

Sighing, I went to Pandora and flipped to my [Favorite Band] station. It had all my favorite bands in the varieties. My personal station, my escape.

Oh, we have that noob coming in tomorrow right? Ugh, more trouble. More reason to fake a sickness and be absent. But if I do that, I'll have to take five exams on the next day. Fuck.

Then I heard my laptop make a familiar chime.

-idioticGenius [IG] started pestering chumHandle [CH] at 11:10—

IG: hey [Name]
CH: yo aj
IG: how goes it?
CH: beautiful. My mom told me we were adopting a unicorn tomorrow. I wanna name her sparkles.
IG: really? I didn't think unicorns existed! C:
CH: it was sarcasm idiot
IG: oh. Are your parents still bitching about?
CH: you know it gurl
IG: I see. Maybe the new kid will be a bright side to your life
CH: a snowball's chance in hell
IG: seriously! He could be a sign!
CH: poor snowball.. he could've been a soul wanting to go to didney worl
IG: he could be your best friend!
CH: he probably loved a girl snowball too…
IG: [Name]!
CH: you called?
IG: nvm I gtg. Sisters calling me bye!
CH: byebye bby

-idioticGenius [IG] ceased pestering chumHandle [CH]—

Welp. There goes that. My parents hate Pesterchum. Once they found out about it, they flipped their shit! They hate that I'm talking to random strangers! I know more about these strangers now and sure as hell they aren't some 50-year-old pedophile!

When will God give me a break. I need one ASAP.