Svetlanta
The sound of my mother and father arguing woke me up from the beautiful grasps of sleeping. I hate my parents so fucking much, all they do is argue, argue, argue like children.
Groggily I sat up and heaved my legs over my bed edge, I stood up and looked around my small room. We lived in a ran down small apartment somewhere on the east coast, but apparently I was getting shipped away to some shitty board school.
Shaking my head with a sigh, I walked over to my mirror and had a look at my body. I was skinny with a slim uneven waist, my body looked worn but I still managed to have perky tits, helps keep business in check.
Oh did I forget to mention I'm a prostitute? Yeah mommy and daddy wont ever make enough money to support outcasted child, so I had to go an improvise. I raked my hands through my brown medium length hair, I needed to brush it out because it was matted from sleeping so wildly.
I stepped into my bathroom stripping myself of my clothing while turning on the shower. I winced in pain while taking off my shirt, my last call beat me because I wasnt "good enough" for him.
I stabbed him with bottle, fucker got me pretty good sadly. Stepping into the hot shower my body tingled at the sudden rise in temperature.
I scrubbed my body with the soap and rinsed of the suds with the hot water. I couldn't stay in for long, but it felt nice to get a nice scrub in after last night's session.
I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist as I stepped out of the shower. I picked up my dirty clothing off the floor, I throw them into a clothing basket and walked to my dresser to pick out something to wear.
I settled on a black top with black leggings. I went back to my mirror to see how the outfit faired and smiled a little bit at myself when I saw I looked decent enough.
I sighed as I heard the pounding of footsteps heading towards my room. I could hear the miserable grumbling noises she made as she stomped inside. "Get your shit ready, we leave in a few minutes to enroll you in this school" she said with a distasteful tone.
She looked up and down at my rather edgy outfit, and rolled her eyes in disgust. "Put something more bright and cheery on, you arent depressed" she said in a condescending way.
I rolled my eyes as she slammed my door, I wasnt going to change out of shit and she most certainly wasnt going to make me do so.
I shoved my feet into my black zipper boots, taking one last look in the mirror before heading downstairs to face the pathetic excuse of a family I have.
"Are you ready to go?-" my mother stopped right after her question when her eyes landed on me. Her lips curled in a scowl as she smacked her lips.
"Hurry up and come to the car, I don't want to be seen with you more then I already have to" she said slamming the door on her way out of the house.
"Svetlanta sweetie, how are you angel?" my dad said as he adavnced on me and tried to touch my face. "I'm fine daddy, but I have to go" I rushed so he wouldnt be able to touch me.
As I left the house I saw that my mother had the car parked next to the curb and was smoking a cigarette. I stepped down the stone stairway of our apartment and into the smoked filled car with my mother.
"Could you please roll some fucking windows down so I dont die from a coughing fit" I said annoyed while I covered my mouth and coughed wildly.
My mother scoffed and cracked the windows of the car as she got ready to pull off. Once she was done with her death stick, she pulled off and we were on our way to prison I was being sent to.
Apparently there were outfits and dress codes, I knew my mother was only putting me here specifically for that, as she doesn't like the way "I dress like hooker".
Rolling my eyes at the thought I looked outside the window of the passenger seat. We rode by ran down buildings and houses just like our apartment. We were not in a good neighborhood.
The school was only like a 10 minute drive from our apartment, so it wasnt that far thankfully. Arriving at the school, we parked in the lot filled with the cars of people who were also here for the orientation and open enrollment.
I sighed, not excited to socialize with other "outcasts". My mother slammed the car door and began walking toward the school, not even waiting up for me.
I walked after her slowly on purpose, just to be petty. She yelled for me to hurry up and I just rolled my eyes.
After somehow making it to the office without killing each other, I opened the door to the principal's office and walked inside. "Hello! How are you?" The principal said in a enthusiastic mask.
I didn't respond and just looked out the window in the office. My mother rolled her eyes and began talking with the principal.
"Hi yes hello" she tried her best to sound American.
"I would like to enroll my daughter here in your youth program for outcasts" she said. "Ah yes, now just to be clear, you are aware that she will be flying to attend somewhere else on a campus right?" the principal said.
"What!?" I yelled, "Mother you never told me this was the plan" I confronted her. "Oh shut up, you will enjoy yourself at campus and make friends" she rolled her eyes once again.
I swear they will fall out of her sockets if she did it one more time. I grumbled and slumped down into my seat as she filled out the application and signed the agreement papers.
"All right! It looks like you're all done!" the cheery principal shrieks. "What size are you in shirt and pants? You look like a medium to small" He said reaching behind his desk to grab something.
He pulled out the red and blue colored school uniforms. The shirt was blue with a red undershirt, and the pants were blue with red stripes going down the side.
"This here is our trendy school uniform you'll be wearing for your first day of learning! I hope you respect out very strict dress codes!" he said while handing us the uniform.
I took it and immediately went outside to sulk, my mother stayed to continue a conversation with this man, no doubt to flirt. While heading outside, someone grabbed my shoulders and whirled me around.
I was faced with long faced boy who had sucken in eyes and dark rings around them. His face was pale and his eyes were devoid of joy.
"Whatever you do, do not let them take you. This place is hell, theyll kill you if you don't behave! Run while you still can" he said before turning and running away out of the doors.
As if on cue, my mother came out. "Let's go rat" she sneered at me, I scoffed at her insult and walked with her back to the car so we could ride home.
I couldnt get that boy out of my head for the rest of the day, his words repeated over and over.
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