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Things are crazy sometimes. Sometimes people don't like you, sometimes you grow up in a bad household, sometimes your bullied, but the worst is when you have nobody to talk to about everything being all crappy. Ozzy was different in many ways. Her incapability to make friends, her home life, and the way she acted were all unusual. Life gave her no breaks, but it was fine, she would never admit she was struggling because it was much easier to joke about it. Ozzy was turning 17 soon. To her it was just another day, her birthday was nothing special to her.
She lived with her dad since her mom left, and she loved art and music, the two things that kept her going in life. She was loud and crazy, she yelled at her classmates, and was a hot head, she always had been, to everyone else she was just a emo freak. from her dyed pink hair, to her hot topic style, it also didn't help her case that she listened to emo punk music while she drew her little characters.
She didn't know what she wanted to do after highschool she just knew that she wanted to make art in some form, she was in the drama club, she had art as a elective, and she sang in choir. All art... She loved art, it was the one thing that was always there for her.
Drawing the lines on the paper, or writing the storys, singing the songs or acting as someone she wasn't, she adored it.
Ozzy woke up early in the morning. Who came up with waking up early? It also didn't help that she was about to run on 2 hours of sleep. she had trouble sleeping for as long as she could remember but she didn't mind staying up late listening to music. As she woke up at 6:45 she debated on taking a shower, wondering if it was even worth it. She decided it wasn't. Instead she put on her favorite jacket and pajama pants, her go to outfit. She grabbed her necklace that she never left the house without, and brushed her teeth.
'Hygiene is stupid' she thought as she continued. In her mind it was completely unreasonable to shower more then twice a week, she was to busy for that.
She put her knee high boots on and headed out of the house to the bus. Her dad struggled with finances so she didn't have a car yet. It was raining as she walked to her bus stop that was around 5 minutes away. As she got there, there were 6 other kids, a set of twins, gia and Elle who were always hitting each other with umbrellas, truly fighting sisters. They were identical and you could only tell them apart from Elle having a mole on her face they were both in 4th grade so they acted insanely immature.
Then there was Lizzy, Ozzy's worst bully, she had bullied Ozzy since elementary school and things only got worse. She had blonde hair always tied up in a ponytail or put into braids. she was rude to everyone and high school was definitely her peak, she physically and mentally hurt people- especially Ozzy. She was always chewing gum and hanging in groups. Lizzy was 17 and had a car but it recently broke down and her daddy bought her the wrong color for the new one so she decided riding the bus was the best option.
Then there was Katie, she was a dark and mysterious 6th grader nobody knew, so Ozz didn't know much about her.
Ozzy's least favorite was Landon. He had messy brown hair and was in a 9th grade boys group where they all looked practically identical, the only difference was the color of their hair and eyes. Landon always had something inappropriate to talk about or he would just yell in her face. He wasn't afraid to make fun of Ozzy, and she had her comebacks, completely sick of the pestering. He just repeated the same things, short, emo, freak, ECT ECT.
Lastly there was a kindergartener, she was absolutely crazy her name was Carol and she wore little dress down to her knees, little bowed up braids, and jelly flats. She was adorable. She had a heavy speech impediment so it was impossible to talk to her, not that Ozz wanted to talk to a kinder anyway.
The bus pulled up accidentally halfway in the curb like always.
As we all got on the bus one by one Ozzy blasted her headphones to block out whatever nonsense Landon was saying. She sat in the back and scrolled on Pinterest, while everyone else talked with friends it made her realize how alone she was. That thought was quickly blocked out by Dave, her bus driver, slamming into a chain link fence, denting it and causing the bus to rumble. Dave wasn't the best driver so that was pretty normal.
The kids on the bus had a sub for a pretty long time when Dave got hip surgery, having a break from him was nice but now that he was back the whole "wreaking the bus everyday" was tiring.
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At school
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As Ozzy got off the bus she could only hear her music, she was exhausted and not exited to go to class. She never cared about grades and neither did her dad so she was free to mess around in class.
Once she walked into school carrying her binder Lizzy smacked her binder causeing her papers to fly out. She rushed to pick up her papers, practically getting trampled by the crowd of people. Instead of helping her most people laughed and pointed. A daily accurance.
Once she got her stuff together she went off to first period and that happened to be geography- great.
Her teacher Mrs. Edward was pretty nice to everyone... Except her... Maybe it was the time she did her presentation on sharks, or the time she threw a pen at her and it exploded... Maybe even the time she flipped a desk, no matter what it was all Ozzy knew is she hated her. Most of her teachers did. As she walked into class she kept her head down and sat in her front row seat.
"No hoods in class Ozzy" her teacher reminded her, Ozzy didn't hear her since she had music playing in her ears on full volume. Her teacher stated once again "NO hoods... I class Ozzy" Ozzy still didn't hear her so her teacher slammed her hand on her desk.
"THE HELL -" Ozzy yelled frightened. The sudden slam on the desk caught her off guard and as soon as she realized what she yelled she covered her mouth and looked up at her teacher watching as she stared daggers into her.
"Office now-" the teachers voice was stiff and stern. Everyone stared as I packed up my stuff and walked to the office. She was frustrated, it was accidental and she stomped as she walked, her music still blareing in her ear, TV girl, her favorite. She was in the office pretty often, she used to flip desks and punch people so the school made her do stupid counseling. She ended up not doing any of the exercises they wanted her to, but it was free and she got to stay after school.
Once she made it to the office she grumbled to the detention lady "I didn't even mean to this time I swear!" She was telling the truth but the lady looked at her not impressed.
"Ozzy calloway, you say that every time- just... Take a seat, the dean will be here to get you soon" the lady was obviously not happy with Ozz and she decided not to push it. The detention room was small, no posters or color, 5-6 desks pointed at the walls that were white boards and on them was the written rules.
- NO phones
- NO talking
- NO food
- NO games
-YES work
-YES quiet
-YES reflection time
Ozzy read those rules a million times, she was always down here and it lead her to ask herself "why can't she behave? Maybe it's hormones" she shrugged, she talked to herself offen a good way to pass time. Her leg shook up and down as she tapped her pen on the desk, watching the clock, 30 more minutes.
The blank room drove her insane, so did the silence. She doodled on her geography worksheet drawing her little characters, her favorite was Jace, she was a tomboy who had tons of friends. Ozzy loved to imagine what life would be like if she was someone else. She heard the door open and whipped her head to see someone walk in. Lizzy. She immediately rolled her eyes. Lizzy sat at the farthest desk from her and also didn't look pleased.
"Why is Lizzy here? Aren't the teachers banned from kicking her out since her dad pays them?" Her thoughts went a bit crazy like always. She was definitely getting anxious about her next classes and she realized how bored she was.
"Ozzy calloway" she heard her name called and looked over at the dean of students. She stood up accidentally knocking the chair over causing a loud bang. The dean pinched the bridge of his nose obviously annoyed "listen Ozzy, you don't have to be aggressive all the time"
"Wha-" Ozzy tried to defend herself saying it was a mistake but was immediately cut off.
"Don't argue with me, come on to my office" Ozzy had no choice but to follow behind him, dragging her feet. She hated his office more, it had too much color, she felt as if the room should have a epilepsy warning. As they entered the room she was blinded as anticipated.
"I really didn't mean to do it that time! I know I say that ALOT but I mean it this time, Mrs Ed scared me" she tried hard to defend her case but saw the disapproval in the deans eyes, she looked at his shiny lanyard, Mr marchesa.
He looked at her definitely not believing a word. "Ozzy I don't know what you want us to do, we tried anger management, counseling, even a cool down time (permission to leave class to calm down) but we cant have you keep this up... You need to find an outlet or you will be expelled..."
Ozzy stared at him and her thoughts started racing "what if something IS wrong with me... Am I bad? Why do I do this? This is why everyone hates me... JUST CONTROL IT!" But all she said was "oh...ok..."
And with that the dean sent her out, 5 minutes until 2nd period, her favorite period art. She walked to her locker until Lizzy stopped her and slammed her head in the locker. Ow. "Listen freak, if you say ANYTHING about me being in detention, your life will be like a living hell... Understood?"
Ozzy was a bit shocked by the sudden outburst and yelled back "THE FLIP THAT HURT- I WASN'T PLANNING ON TELLING ANYONE GOD-" Ozz had much bigger issues on her plate then Lizzy being in detention, and she honestly didn't care... At all...
"Good..." She mumbled as she walked away "emo little freak" such a unique insult, but hey at least it was art class.
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Art was like any other day she sat alone in the corner and did the assignment happily.
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Next she had history.... Ughhh how she hated the history teacher, he was a old man named Mr L, he was so creepy to girls, especially Ozzy. He rubbed her shoulders and called her sweetheart, it made Ozzy cringe just to think about it. She walked into the class and sat down, alone. She pulled her book out and just listened to music until he called on her randomly.
"Hmmm, who haven't I called on today... Ozzy, what did the settlers feel on the Oregon trail?" How was she supposed to know? She wasn't there. But instead of answering in a humane way, she yelled.
"HOW WOULD I KNOW, I WASN'T EVEN A FETUS!!!"
she covered her mouth and Mr L just acted like he never called on her and moved on.
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Later that day Ozzy saw Lizzy picking on a boy, he had brown messy hair and looked like a nerdy boy. He wasn't saying anything in response so Ozzy walked up and yelled at Lizzy "STOP TORMENTING PEOPLE BECAUSE THEY AR BETTER THEN YOU" Lizzy looked at Ozzy and punched her.
That caught Ozzy off guard but Ozzy knew if she got physical she would surely be suspended. Lizzy walked away with a smug look. The boy looked up at Ozzy surprised. "Why in the world would you ever do that???"
"She was getting on my nerves already so her picking on someone was the perfect excuse to yell"
"T-thanks..." He studderd out before looking back at his book. He was scrawny compared to other boys in their grade. It looked like he was wearing old hand me downs but Ozzy didn't really care.
"No problem" Ozzy said before walking away, she hated Lizzy, and even though that punch hurt, she was glad she could help someone.
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Ozzy didn't eat lunch, she didn't eat most meals. She wasn't hungry. The balcony outside of the second story is where she spent lunch, she just drew in her notebook and listened to music. Her notebook was the most important item she owned, other then her necklace. She had all he favorite drawings in it, it was her most prized possession.
As she drew she felt someone watching her and sure enough she turned around to see nerd boy.
"Oh- I uhm... I didn't get your name" he said a bit nervous.
"Ozzy, you?" She asks a bit annoyed.
"Jasper... Jasper Harper..." He said a bit ashamed.
"Whoa what? Your a Harper? Like- the huge rich family???" She was definitely in shock hearing that, the Harper's were known for owning many companies but Haveing 8 children, all boys, and Jasper was the youngest... Ozzy just didn't expect him to be a nerd.
"Yea... Thank you for the help back there... She's worse than my brothers heh" it was definitely awkward at the moment...
"Yea-..." Her mind kept repeating 'DONT BE RUDE DON'T BE RUDE DON'T BE RUDE DON'T BE RUDE...'
she was saved by the bell, she packed up her stuff and speed walked away from the conversation. The most awkward one in her life. But she kept asking herself 'why would a Harper ever talk to me? EVER?' she wasn't popular, quiet the opposite.
-She didn't know-
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4th period math- 'UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH' Ozzy would beat up the person who invented math, she HATED it with a cold hard passion. But she knew she needed to be positive so she wouldn't have another outburst.
She had to stop herself from falling asleep multiple times, she hated algebra ll, worst class ever- hands down. Turns out she had most classes with Jasper, he just is always hidden from her sight, but she became self conscious about how he talked to her and he anxiety attacked her.
'he doesn't like us, but he just talked to us, that's all... Unless he does... But he doesn't... If he dose he is super rich... Just what I need... Having a friend would be nice but a rich one?... Stop being stupid!'
She had to manually shut the voices out...
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The rest of the day was boring, Ozzy had to keep her feelings repressed in hopes of not getting expelled, and she was trying her hardest to avoid the one person who wanted to talk with her... Stupid little Ozzy...
Ozzy had 7 class periods but p.e. goes by pretty quickly for her.
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The bus driver was crazy, hitting the first kid who got off and ending up in someone's yard... Twice... If an all new record.
Hopefully Ozzy could get her life together....
Eventually...