1 Normal life

Finally, my hand hits the off button on my alarm set for school, but I don't want to get up. It's not because it's time for school, I want to school. I just don't want it to end, and this is the last Monday of my sophomore year. Meaning, I'll be stuck in my house again, with Harris, my overprotective foster dad, and Sean, my pervy foster brother. Shoving my black comforter off of me, I slip out of my bed beginning my morning routine or getting ready for school. First, looking out the window for a weather check, second, showering and all the hygienists, and third, getting dressed and leaving. Grabbing the hair pony from my dresser I leave my room and head down the stairs to the kitchen where

Harris will be waiting for my breakfast that I never eat. "Morning sweet pea! How'd you sleep?" Harris asks shoving a plate of waffles in my face, I swerve around him. "No breakfast again? I should make you an appointment. I mean I don't need you getting sick." He begins worrying out loud, and I sigh grab the plate take one bite, and leave. I don't even bother to ask Sean for a ride. The last thing I want on my last week of freedom is him trying to get me to give him a blow job. It's only a fifteen-minute walk to the school from our house so I don't mind. Reaching into my backpack, I grab my iPod slide on my headphones, and play Amnesia by 5 Seconds of Summer. Ironic, that's what Melanie would say right now. Since I'm currently suffering from Amnesia myself. I have been now for two years since I was 13. I don't even remember the accident. I just know it killed both my parents, hence why I'm in foster care. The doctors told me, that my name is Lyra Caster, but that's about it. My family moved a lot ... I don't know. I guess it's good having amnesia, it's hard to grieve over people you don't know... that's also the sad part. I don't remember my parents at all. I don't even know their names. Other than Caster. Distracted by my iPod, I almost fall to my knees tripping over the big crack in the sidewalk. I do that all the time! I glare at the crack and continue my way to school. Pulling the lock away from my locker, I swing open the door. Grabbing all my homework out of my backpack. Then I toss the bag on the bottom, grab my math book and other necessities, shut it and lock and head to the math room. Taking my seat next to Sophie, we say our 'good mornings' and 'hellos'. She pulls out her phone, to show me something and I see her wallpaper. It's a picture of Melanies, her, and me from Halloween. I was Yue from Avatar the Last Air Bender, Melanies was Tinker Bell, and Sophie was a minion from Despicable Me. I look at my costume, I looked a lot like Yue, even though she was a cartoon. My hair kinda put it all together. White. My natural hair color is white, no I'm not an albino either. I've tried dying it, but it doesn't stay. Even when a professional does it, it all comes out and it's white again. I like it, it's different and it's real. "Did you hear a word I just said?" Sophie asks nudging my shoulder. I look up at her, but I didn't hear anything. To lost in thought, she sighs. "I said we were invited to that party Friday, you know end of school big celebration." Now I sigh. I lean back in my chair. "I hate those parties." I whisper, and then the bell rings, Sean walks in late like usual. He sits down, and the teacher starts the lesson. Aftermath I head to science, today we're just cleaning up the room. Throwing away dead frogs that weren't used, and letting go of all the bugs we caught that were still living. I hate this, it's like being rubbed in my face that school is ending. Even if it is only a couple of months, I hate summer, I hate the weather and the whole no-school thing. Maybe it would be better if I was allowed to be in sports, see friends, have a job even! But Harris won't let me. Too many things can go wrong, that's what he says when I ask him. Whatever that means. Sophie and I make our way to the lunch room a couple of periods later, chatting about summer plans already. I don't think she realizes I hate this conversation. Grabbing our food we sit next to Melanie and keep up the summer plans conversation. I notice of course when Sean comes in, I think everyone notices. He comes in talking loud enough, for people across the country to hear. He frantically looks for a second around the lunchroom, landing on me. He sends me a look, almost like a warning. I stand up and dump my tray, what the hell is his problem? I go back inside, brushing past Sean and his friends who still haven't taken their seats. He grabs my elbow and whispers to me. Once he lets go, I plop into my chair and smack my head on the table. "What is Sean's problem?" Melanie whispers, and I rub my forehead. Head-butting the table isn't a smart idea. "He seems, more... creepy perv brother today than normal." Yeah, she couldn't be more right. He didn't hit on me today though. He seemed genuinely worried, but he didn't say what about. He just told me to watch my back, and always carry the pepper spray Harris gave me.