Jinxx’s POV

7th grade came and started. I officially went by Kendall Coleman. I also was top of all my classes, Honor roll and 1st chair in orchestra. A lot of people didn’t like me but I didn’t care. I did all that I could to get my family’s attention but I never got it. The things said to me got meaner and meaner and I got pushed around more. People made fun of me for not having a mom and told me that she hated me and died to get away from me. I knew in my heart that it wasn’t true. Uncle Jinxx seemed to remember I existed again because he came around eventually and asked me how music was going. When I played for him, I impressed him with how well I played. Because he wasn’t around, I completely taught myself the cello AND became a master at it. At some point, I played the cello more than the violin. He was also impressed with how well I played the guitar.

Instead of hanging out with anyone or doing anything, I spent my time either riding Mystic or playing an instrument. Of course he mentioned it to Daddy and Daddy was impressed with my abilities. When I told them I was first chair in music, they were very proud of me. When they bought me ice cream in celebration, it felt so nice to be acknowledged and cared for. It was the best day I’ve had in a long time. But it was short lived. Within the week, I was forgotten about. I think that’s what hurt the most. For once in almost two years, they celebrated something for me but then three days later, they forgot I existed.

I’ve not been apart of family dinner in a very long time and no one ever questioned it. I ate dinner after everyone else, got up before everyone and ate at school. I used to be a very deep sleeper but when I had to rely on my self to get up, I became a light sleeper. Unlike Andy Dawn, I never made a mess for anyone. I was nice to Daddy when Daddy acknowledged me. Even when everyone makes mad, I don’t lash out at them like Andy Dawn did to me.

Christmas came around and people actually remembered I existed. Of course Andy Dawn, Kellin and Eve got everything they asked for. No one even asked me if I wanted anything or needed anything. Uncle Jinxx gave me some stuff for my cello and my violin and I absolutely loved it. Andy gave me batman socks, which were cool. They were warm. Uncle Jake gave me a brush for mystic, which I actually really needed since my other one was about to fall apart for the final time and not be fixable. Daddy gave me a new phone, which was nice. Uncle CC gave me converse. I loved them. My other ones were now way to small but I still wore them.

He later on told me how he remembered he gave me a pair several years ago and he knew how much I loved them then and it had been so long that they probably fell apart. When I showed him how they were, he said he was glad he had gotten them for me. He got a little bit upset when he noticed how worn out most of my clothes were and how they looked like they didn’t fit anymore. When I told him that they were the clothes I’ve had for a really long time and I haven’t gotten any new clothes in several years, he got upset. He started to figure out that I had been wearing the same clothes from fifth grade and the only difference now was that I had put safety pins in them and had sewn up the holes in them.

When he saw the acoustic guitar, he asked where it came from. I told him Uncle Billie got it for me a long time ago when he first taught me guitar. I wouldn’t let him get me a new guitar so he got me a used one. He looked at me. I mean really looked at me. He noticed how long my hair was, (it was really long because it had not been cut in a very long time) he noticed how all I really had in my room were instruments and furniture. My room was the same neon green that they had painted the room when they got the house.

For once in a long time, someone saw past my isolation and my walls. He asked why I never asked for anything if I needed it. When he wanted to tell the others, I made him not. I told him that if he did, he would rue the day and that I would get him back in every way possible.

Notes

Hey guys. Sorry it took so long! i got busy! I SAW BVB LIVE RECENTLY! IT WAS SO GOOD! I MADE A LITTLE HEART WITH MY HANDS AND ASHLEY SAW AND HE SMILED AND MOUTHED "I LOVE YOU TOO" AS HE HAD EYE CONTACT WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I DIED. I HAD A SMILE SO WIDE AND HE SAW AND HE SMILED AND I LIKE DIED AND REDIED AND DIED AGAIN. THEY ARE SO AMAZING LIVE.

anywhore, after that amazing night, i got sick. not like ohhh my head hurts. like an ear infection and pneumonia. so i'm on a shit town of medicine. my mom wouldn't let me on the latptop for a few days, but today she did! (: so here is the next installment!

love you babes! Stay strong! We are an Army! let's set this muthafuckin world on fireeeeeeeeee!

kisses! ~Ash