Outcast

by XxblackxxsoulxX

Jordan is fifteen, two years ago her parents were murdered by a man who still haunts her dreams. Of course Jordan never shows it, but she is afraid he will come back even if he is locked in prison. She has no friends, barely any family, but hope will come

2. Chapter 2

When I got home, all the lights were out. The total darkness made me want to curl up into a ball and slowly rock back and forth like I deserved to be locked in some damn Asylum.

I made my way upstairs to my room, it smelled horrible like someone had tried to clean it with vinegar. Oh wait I might be right, Sophie probably thought it would "help."

So sad she really is falling apart.

I walked to my closet and grabbed a long t-shirt then put it on. I got under my blankets and closed my eyes once more.

My hair soaked the pillow with water, but it's not like I cared.

I had school tomorrow, it was the start to a long week. Monday, to Tuesday, to Wednesday, well you get the point.

But it's not like that would do anything for me, even in a week like this no one will talk to me unless I'm in their way or maybe they plan on making fun of me.

And I thought I was invisible, more like they made me feel invisible some days others not. They, specifically meant all the "cool" kids. In my book they were far from it. Yes they might be "hot" or whatever but they all are jerks. My whole school is full of jerks, I mean the computer nerds are more popular then me...and hotter. It's like that school was designed to hate me.

But I guess I have to deal with that.

Until tomorrow...