The Stories We Tell

Erin's POV- I got out my room and made my way down stairs, where I found a note plastered on the fridge. " I'll be back late. Don't wait up, love you." the note said. It was from my mother. She was always home late. She never had time to do anything, other than her work. I rolled my eyes, staring at the note. "How thoughtful" I mumbled. I got out my house and into my car. Today was going to be another ponderous day at East Williams High. ______ The ride was sadly short and that mad my mood go even lower, if that was even possible. I parked my car and went straight for my locker. At my school i'm a nobody. Nobody knows me and I don't know anybody. I surely don't ever want to either. I plan on graduating this year and heading off to college for a fresh start. I hate High School. It's one of the worst years of my life. And it always will be. I got into my first class which was Science and sat in the second row, on the stool. Moments went by and the classroom started filling up. I put my head down and waited for class to start. I love Science mostly because of Mr.Parker. He happened to know my older brother who is now done with college. They went to the same college and they were friends. So you know we're all cool and stuff, because of my brother. And on top of that, I'm really good at Science. Class started, and as usual, nobody sat on the stool beside me. I'm literally invisible to everyone, yet not invisible at the same time. It's like i'm a big black hole that everyone wants to avoid, and they're doing a very great job. Though it doesn't bother me much. I like being alone. My mother is usually always out and comes back really late, so I'm technically alone every minute of my life. Class went by tortuously slow, and I practically hopped out of my seat when the bell rung. Usually I stay with Mr.Parker and help him grade test and other stuff, but not today. Today i'm really tired so I don't want to do anything. I told him goodbye and left the classroom. To my dismay, the halls were really crowded. I felt like I was suffocating. I was just inches away from my locker, when someone knocked my books, and they fell on the floor. I was so pissed I could kill a random person right then and there. I bent down to pick up my scattered books. After picking them all up, I walked to my locker carefully so I wouldn't have my books knocked again. I arranged all my books and got the book I needed for my next period. This period was going to be Biology. My most hated class, and I was late. ________