π₯° "I've reached that age where my mind goes from "You probably shouldn't say that." to "What the hell, let's see what happens."
-Unknown π₯°
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π" Luna's POV "π
I wake up from the sound of the door opening then slamming closed. I hear footsteps stumbling into the living room and glass breaking before a loud thud. I've taught myself how to be a light sleeper for a few reasons that aren't needed to know.
I sigh then slowly sit up from because of my aching ribs and back. I groan quietly so my father doesn't hear me.
I highly doubt he'd be able to hear a stampede though considering it's 6 in the morning and he's probably been out at some bar or strip club drinking all night.
I stand up outta my bed and quickly but carefully make my way to the bathroom. I quietly close and lock the door behind me then strip outta my clothes down to my sports bra and underwear.
I look in the mirror that only shows the upper most part of my body. I look at my ribs only to see a few nasty looking bruises. Between the fight that I nearly lost last night and last night's beating I have some pretty bad bruises.
I shake my head and turn to the shower turning it on cold since the hot water doesn't work and hasn't worked for a while.
I take my underwear and sports bra off and get in the shower. I let the cold hit my back and let the water start to wet my hair. As I do so I start to think about school.
I start to think about the bullies there that just oh so love to bully me and push me around cause I won't do anything about it but I know I can't cause it would probably give them a hint on who I am.
I also start to think of the few other kids that are about my age that are forced to fight just like me. Although we don't really talk to each other but I know that we'll have each other's back when shit hits the fan, I think at least.
I shake my head to get the thoughts outta my head and start to take my shower.
π" After The Shower And Getting Dressed "π
After I get outta the shower I dry off real quickly then wrap the towel around me. I quickly but quietly walk back to my room and hurriedly but carefully, closed the door.
I grab a long sleeve shirt that goes a little past my hands that's slightly a bit tight but, not too tight to show anything off.
Then I grab a pair of dark blue skinny jeans that have holes at the knees. I grab a black hoddie and put it on I grab the pair of raggedy looking tennis shoes that I've had for almost two years (and my only pair of shoes) then grab some socks put then on and then my shoes.
I grab my glasses off my bedside table. And yes they're real. I'm near sighted with 20/25 vision, so fight me!
Anyways, I grab my Samsung Galaxy S5 phone that I got myself not to long ago with money I had hid from my father cause lord knows that we would be living on the streets if I gave him all the money I win.
I grab my back pack make sure everything's in it and slowly walk down the creaky stairs. I make it down them and see my father laying on the floor of the living room and I sigh.
I take my back pack off and walk over to him. I pick him up, at least try to but ended up more dragging him than picking him up. Don't blame me, this dude weighs like 300 pounds!
I do this and do my best to put him on the couch.
After I'm done I make breakfast really quick get me a small portion of it, quickly but quietly go up stairs into the bathroom, brush my teeth, then brush my hair, and then put my hair in a messy bun.
I grab my back pack on my way out the door and start my walk outta the house seeing the new vehicle my father bought instead of paying the bills per usual and then walking to school.
Oh shit, I should probably introduce myself. Hi I'm Luna and well, this is my normal routine every morning.
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Quick A/N: Nothing to fancy, just something. Chapter 1 will be out soon! Byeπ€!
Q/A: What would be one word you would use to describe yourself?
I honestly don't know but if I had to choose it'd probably be weird or insane.