Inside a Hypocritical Faker

I had over came all of the things that were thrown at me, having to deal with my family's death. I was now 17, and living with my neighbors, the ones that were across the street back then....

"Lilly!" I was pulled from my thoughts by my....um sister, I guess you could call her, Shan. Me and her were friends back when we were young. "Dude, stop thinking about IT," she said as she sat down next to me on my bed. Shan had taken the pleasure of trying to help me...deal with everything. "I'm fine," I told her. It was my normal lie told every day. Some how no one seem to know that it was a lie. Would I honestly want them to know, would I care, would it change anything?...........no.... no I don't think so. "Come on we have to leave for school." I rolled my eyes. Yeah school... Ever since I was adopted by Shan's parents... I was moved around, and been to many different schools. Once someone brought up my past, we would leave, but since I've started high school, I have refused to move. I wanted to be some kind of normal. I stood up and grabbed my one binder. We were in the middle of the school year. I have gotten in the grove of dealing with people's bull shit at school. We didn't live that far from the school so we walk, everyday. Shan had friends, had people wanting to hang out with her, I on the other hand don't, people want to get away from me, there was talk that I had killed my own family, and made up the story of the man with blue eyes, that I was crazy. I laughed in my mind, they know nothing. I walked to my first class, psychology, how ironic. I claimed my seat in the back of the class. I was the only one back there. Then Jax walked in. Your typical joke, fucking stupid as shit. He sat to the left side of the class room with his little friends. I used to love this class, but thanks to him, I now hate it. He turned around in his chair and looked at me. "Hey crazy family killer," he whispered at me. I gripped the edge of my desk. Anger flared inside of me. I had gone half a school year with this shit. I have had him in one of my classes for the whole damn year. I took a deep breath in as the teacher came in. Everyone was in their seats and looking at her. "Ok kids I have some news. We have a new girl here," she said as she motioned with her hand for someone to come in. A simple girl came walking in with her head down. She had a hoodie on, skinny jeans, and had light brown hair. She seemed soo innocent looking. "This is Catherin." The girl looked up through her bangs, "Cat." Her voice was so soft. I don't think the teacher heard her. "You can go sit in the back, seeing as there are only those seats open." The class laughed. "Watch out for family killer back there," Jax joked. I felt my cheeks get red. I was seriously wanting to throw a desk at him, but then I would get in an ass load of trouble with the cops and my "new family". I looked down at my hands. I had dug my nails into the palm of my hands. I heard the shuffle of feet then the chair across from me groan with readjusting to having to hold a person. "Are....ar-are you ok?" I looked over at Cat, she was looking at my hands and the tiny streams of blood. "I'm fine," I said as I shoved my hands to my lap. She was not going to be left alone. I turn and look at her, "I'm Lilly." Cat smiled at me, "Cat." Well hopefully I can get her to want to be around me before all the lies find their way to her and choke out any way of me telling my story, the true side to her.

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