I DON'T OWN MY CANDY LOVE (I own my character though)
Hey guys! I know I was the only one that left a review on my last chapter but that's probably because it was only a few lines long. The chapters will definitely become longer as I go through the story. And PLEASE post your reviews.
Like I said before, I don't know who my candy's crush/love interest will be, so please tell me in the reviews.
I set up all of my stuff, including my keyboard. At a young age I had started learning how to play piano and then soon found out that I was a very good singer as well. I never really told anyone this of course because then they would ask for me to play a song for them. Music was my only escape from my deep, dark depression so I just kept that to myself.
I sat down at the bench near the keyboard and started to aimlessly play at some of the keys. Whenever I would play, Harley would curl up next to me on the bench and pant, like he was having the best time of his life. I took my hands off of the board and sighed. I looked over to Harley, who had started to nudge my arm with him nose.
"You're just a precious cinnamon roll, now aren't you?" I asked ,scratching behind his ears. He barked and I couldn't help but plaster a smile across my face. "Time for bed." I whisper into his ear. I get up and pull my shirt over my head. I put on my pajamas - which were basically black fuzzy pants and a white tank top - and I plop into bed. It doesn't take long before Harley is right next to me, falling asleep. I think of how I will walk into school, what I will wear. I swear that I am on the verge of paranoia. My eyelids become heavier and heavier as I drift into a deep sleep.
I wake up to my beloved pitbull licking my face.
"Hello, Harley." I say getting up to look over to my alarm clock. Four in the morning. Lovely. I get up and I look at myself in the mirror and I let out a low chuckle. "I'm a mess." I say while I lazily run a hand through my bed head. I don't even bother getting dressed yet, because school starts at 7:30 and I'm three and a half hours ahead of the game.
I walk down the stairs and I open the fridge, only to see Harley whimpering near his food bowl. I jog to the closet to get the wet dog food and then I instantly go back over to Harley, whose expression seems to lighten as I open the container. "Here you go buddy." I sigh as I empty the can. I continue on my expedition for food, until I finally find some fruit that I cut up and put into a bowl. "That'll have to do." I sigh, sitting down at the table. I finish it slowly ,taking my time because I know that I have all the time in the world. I prepare my lunch - a turkey sandwich and some carrot sticks - and plop it into my black backpack. I take out my phone and see that it is now 6:30.
"I guess I have to do shit now." I express by throwing my hands up in the air. Harley gives me a confused look but he then quickly continues to his breakfast. I run upstairs and I throw on a green panda shirt, some light blue skinny jeans, and some black flats. I look at myself in the mirror and give an approving nod.
As I go back down the stairs I see Harley laying on the ground, just asking to be pet. I walk over and give him a pat on the back and I fill his bowl with dry food, just in case he wanted to eat it during the rest of the day. I pick up my backpack and I run out the door, taking out my phone to look at the instructions to the 'famous' Sweet Amoris.
It was a small town and I probably could've found it on my own after exploring a little bit - even though I will have to do that on my free time - but I had a deadline.
I calmly walked to the school, getting strange looks from other walkers and drivers. They were probably thinking, "Who is this two eyed freak and why is she going right to the front door of my school." Absolutely great. I knew I would get a hard time for not looking like most - from having heterochromia iridum and having red hair - but I didn't need to be stared at for all of eternity.
I finally got to the front of the school and the people who had gotten there early were crowding around what I could only guess was the front entrance. I walked over to the crowd only to see a variety of people. A lot of them glued their eyes to me, until I say a group of three girls walk over to me in perfect unison. The girl in the middle of the three had long blond hair and striking green eyes. She had a smug smile on her face as she approached me. The two girls next to her - or more like behind her - looked nothing like the 'queen bee' of the group. One was Asian, with a black bob cut and grey eyes, and the other one was a girl with long brown hair in a pony tail, with brown eyes. They stopped about a foot in front of me and stared. A bored expression lay on my face as they waited for me to talk. I look over to the side, to see almost the whole school looking at us.
"Now who do we have here?" The blond one asked. I stood there dead silent because I knew, that if I said something 'wrong', that they would use it against me. I tilted my head to the side and gave them the most innocent look I could.
"Come on! Speak!" The Asian yelled. I was fed up with these types of girls. Just because they had a pretty face and a car load of money didn't mean that they ruled every living thing around them.
"I didn't know I was supposed to listen to the blond bimbo of the school." I shot back. I could hear snickers throughout the crowd of people gathered around us. The girl's mouths' slightly dropped at that comment.
"Well at least she isn't a freak!" The girl with the pony tail yelled. I slight chuckle escaped my lips I looked up at their shocked expressions.
"You know what. I've never ,ever been told that." I say sarcastically. "Thank you for bringing light to my mismatched eyes." I point to my colorful orbs. I chuckle along with the people around me. "Honey. If you want to offend me, get some original content. Okay?" I say in a matter-of-fact tone. They walk away from me with a defeated tone in their voice. My phone starts to buzz in my pocket, so I take it out and its a reminder to take my antidepressants. I pick up my stuff and I go around the back of the school, only to see a boy with crimson red hair smoking a cigarette. He looks over at me and scoffs. He probably saw what just went down, but I didn't really care. He wore a lot of leather and a Winged Skull shirt - one of my favorite bands.
I try not to make eye contact as I take out my bottle of pills and pop it into my mouth. He doesn't seem to take his eyes off of me, but - once again - I didn't really give a flying fuck. I take out my water and I swallow the pill with the liquid in my mouth. I start to walk to to where he was - to get to the front of the school - but I stopped right in front of him. I looked down at his shirt and I smirk.
"Nice shirt." I say and his facial expression becomes delighted in a matter of seconds. I walk away to the front of the school and I head into the building.
