Chapter Text
chapter 1
amilia
I thought my week would be normal, I wish that wild week would be normal.
I wake up to my mom in my doorway flickering my lights, I groan and roll over, the lights hurting my eyes, I peel my eyes open to my mom in pjs. I cover my face and rub my eyes. I look at her and she stops. She pivots on her heel and walks out of the room. I sit up and stretch my left foot out until it hits the cold wood floor. I stretch out the other foot and bend down to grab my slippers. I spot them just out of reach. They are a burgundy color with a fluffy interior. I stood up and talked a step on the cold floor sending a small shiver up my spine. I take another step and bend down to grab my slippers. i slip my foot in i turn to my dear and grab my towel that hangs on it i start to slowly open the door to my room it makes a loud creaking noise as it slowly swings open making a loud cracking noise as it swings open i step out and turn down the stairs i start to speed up at the sight of my parents i went up the stairs to the main washroom i look into my brothers room both of them are sitting on ther bunk bed arguing with only their boxers on. i look away fast wishing i could get that image out of my head i open the watch room and get greeted with a mass of stem that hits my face i wave my hand in front of my face and step in its steamy moist and warm i place my towel on the counters edge and walkover to the edge of the shower the curtain was still closed but the water was off i turn on the water and undress to hop in.
Once I got out of the shower I changed into a mint coloured shirt and a black pants. It is mid summer so I dress modestly and light. I open the basement door and see my oldest brother (he's adopted) standing right in front of me with a smirk on his face. the large dog right behind him her black fur glistening in the light coming in from the windows. she didn't look very happy to be far she looked almost murderous i stepped back just incase he wanted to punch me down the stairs like he usually did and jenny our dog nudged him he came tumbling down the stairs and almost hit me as he fell he hit the small landing we had and hit his head against the plant pot in the corner. I started laughing and my mom came around the corner.
“What is this!” she demanded
“he fell” i said with the most sarcasm in the world at the time and pushed past her to go get breakfast from the kitchen. I opened the pantry and grab a pop tart. I stare at it for a second. It looks weird. I brush it off and walk over to the kitchen table. I pull out a seat next to my shirtless younger brother. “dude” I say in a slightly frustrated tone.
“what's wrong he asks”
“dude your not wearing a shirt”
“and? is there a problem with that”
at that moment my mom walks over with my older brother in her arms, he looks at me and scowls. I looked away not wanting to anger him more. I slowly advance my pop tart to my mouth and take a bite. i feel the crispy surface of a stale pop tart hitting my tongue and grimace, after finishing my pop tart i run backup the stars to grab my bag it is a small mocha colored backpack i look over to my small purple desk in the corner and grab my computer and books i slide them into my bag and zip it up i toss in a twenty dollar bill for lunch and zip up my bag i bolt down the stairs and look at my brothers you are now both topless and sitting on the couch. My oldest brother takes online classes and my youngest brother does not have school. i roll my eyes, and open the door petting my dog and cat on the way out i sprint up the streat realising that i am late halfway up the road to my stop the bus passes me i run as fast as i can up the road not wanting to miss my bus once i get to the stop i hop on the bus at the last second grabbing the doar as it closes i walk in and walk to the back of the bus as it pulls off. I step up to the elevated part of the bus and find an empty seat. I swing my backpack off my shoulder and place it on the ground before sitting. I swing my leg over my bag and sit down. I look outside to the french blooming flowers in the springtime morning dew. I unzip the first pouch of my backpack and slide out my headphones and phone. I open up my airpod class to find my headphones almost dead. Just my luck. I mumble to myself while turning them on and connecting them to my phone. I pull up my Spotify and start playing some random playlist I made that night. I look out the window and zone out.
Once I arrive at the school bus stop I hop off and walk in. I run up the stairs realising that I'm late for class. I slowly creep into class and sit at my desk. I open my computer and start my work. The day goes somewhat fine from then on with a little work and a couple long presentations but near the end of the day that is when things start to go rong. I'm sitting in my second to last class of the day. We are listening to a lecture presented by my chemistry teacher. We are going over weight. We will be learning tomorrow. then an announcement comme on. Amilia Carter, please come to the principal's office. I didn't really think about it at first and just walked down to the principal's office. The hallways were quiet early . I brushed it off and started down the stairs, skipping a couple at the landing and jumping down others. I land at the main floor and walk halfway down the halfway. There's almost no town in the hallways. Weight is odd because usually there are lots of kids skipping class. I walk halfway to the office. I open the door and it cracks. I look at the receptionist and she nods to the mental health holding room. I look at her confused.
“ummm… why”“Just go, you're not in trubel the principal just wants to talk.”
“ok” I look at her waryley and walk in. the door opens without me touching it weight is odd but i walk in i see a kid out cold on the ground she has turquoise hair and a matcha green hoodie she is laying on the floor almost dead looking but still breathing there is a other kid in a wedding bag on the floor and 2 others also wearing matching huddys won has curly blond hair and the other has green hair. I hear the odar slam behind me and the room goes dark. A big bag is tossed on my head and I'm slammed to the ground. The bag is faced and I try to struggle then I hear the 2 girls laughing saying even though you can see it I'm flipping you off bitch.
“weight wat the hell ”
They just start laughing louder then suddenly I feel someone kik me and a scream then another scream follows then a pain radiates through my body and everything goes black.