School today was clearly hell, as it always is. I hated having to put up with all of my "friends" and how they complained about how "hard" their lives were. That's right, so sad that daddy wouldn't buy you yet another new car. The shirt I'd worn (only because Kacey had told me to) had gotten me a letter sent home to my mom because it was "too revealing", and it felt like my day couldn't get any worse.353Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYALZ3IftSL
"Hey Kylie! Wait up!" Bri called after me as I was strutting out of the school, so happy to be going home.
"Yeah?" I turn around to face her, plastering a fake smile on my face.
"Kacey and a few of the other girls are going to the mall after school today. You wanna come with?"
"Nah," I decline, "I think I'm just gonna go home. I'm pretty tired anyway."
"Look Kylie, I don't know what's been going on with you recently," Bri lowers her voice an octave, "but you can't just keep sitting at home on Friday nights. It just getting sad now." I took a step back from Bri and squinted my eyes.
"It's sad? So what, everyone pities me now? Look, I just wanna be alone. I'll see you." I pushed past Bri, bumping my shoulder against hers. I didn't bother to turn around to see the hurt look that was bound to be plastered on her face, since she was the biggest drama queen in this entire school.
After a short car ride home, I groan when I notice my brother's car in the driveway. He never goes anywhere.
I exit my car and rush inside, hoping to make it to my room before someone notices me, but sadly, just as I'm about to make it to the safety of my bedroom, I hear my brother's taunting voice.
"Home on a weekend again? God Ky, that's pathetic." Before I can come up with a sarcastic reply, he scurries off to the bathroom, where I'm positive he's going to take a shit, not wash his hands, then eat cold pizza out of the fridge and spend the rest of his night playing video games.
And I'm the pathetic one.
My parents must be working still, so Elliot (my jackass brother) and I would have the house to ourselves, not that I'd be seeing much of him anyway. He retreats in his room even more than I stay in mine, so we hardly ever run into each other. 353Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY1W0iwNTDJ
So, the rest of my night is spent eating ice cream and binge watching YouTube videos by my inspirations, AmandasChronicles and Shane Dawson.353Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoypXMVA4hf
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