Two Lonely Outcasts

-Ashley's POV-
I woke up gasping, I was breathing heavy and calmed myself down.

It's okay Ash, it was only a dream. I sighed, I had a nightmare about when my mom left me and my younger sister, Rosie when my dad died. It was only a year ago when this happened, and Rosie was only 4 years old. I turned over and looked at the clock, 6:30 it read. I sighed and got up, i walked into Rosie's room to check on her, she was sound asleep, hugging her teddy bear. I smiled lightly, I gently closed her bedroom door and quickly stripped and showered. When I was done, I brushed my long black hair and blow dried it and straightened it, I didn't bother to tease it today, I just left it how it was. I applied eyeliner, and black lipstick, and got dressed into black skinny jeans, a KISS t shirt, a loose my chemical romance jacket, and black combat boots. I decided against any accessories today, and grabbed my Motley Crue bag and stuffed books in it.
I went into Rosie's room and gently moved a piece of her blonde hair out of her face. She stirred and opened her big green eyes. I smiled, 'hey Rosie, it's time to get up, we need to get you ready for your first day of school.'
She moaned, 'Ashy, I don't wanna go to school, what if people don't like me?'
I sighed and picked her up into a hug, 'It's okay, you know why? because if anyone does you don't listen to them, because you know that their opinion doesn't matter, because you're a beauiful girl and they are probably jealous of you'. I told her. She looked at me and smiled, 'okay Ashy'.
I smiled, 'okay what do you want to wear?'
She ran to her wardrobe and picked out a black long sleeved nightmare before Christmas jumper and black jeans. 'I wanna wear this Ashy.' She said, excitedly.
'Really? you wanna wear that?' I asked
'Yeah, i wanna be just like you and wear all black' she smiled.
I smiled, 'okay if that's what you want.' I said. She always wants to be like me.
I helped her get dressed, and then brushed her hair and pulled it into a pony tail.
I took her hand and we went downstairs and I made her toast with jam, not bothering to make myself any.
'Ashy, why aren't you eating anything?' she asked me
I sighed, 'I'm not hungry, Rosie.' I lied. The truth was I was hungry, but I couldn't eat, the kids at school were right, I'm already fat enough, I didn't need anymore.... Rosie finished and she grabbed her bad and we walked to the car. I drove her to school, and dropped her off. I then drove to my school, on my way I passed a boy who looked about my age, he looked so handsome, with his black teased hair, and blue eyes. He looked pale though, and he was walking alone. Maybe he was going to the same school I was? I hope Peter and James (the bullies) don't pick on him....

Notes

2 chapters in one day damn! Hope you enjoy this :D