Just me by julie collins (grave mercy .txt) 📖

Honk Honk.... I wake up everyday to this sound. Some say it's hard to sleep in this 'jungle' called the city. I am a city kid so I'm used to the noise.

" Knock knock, can I come in?" asked, in an annoyed tone.

" Sure ," I said. Then i heard the doorknob being fiddled with. I started to smile. I just remembered, the door was locked. I wondered how long it will take him to figure it out. I laughed quietly.

" Let go of the knob!" I couldn't hold in my laughter. I laughed so hard I was snorting. " Oh, unlock the door Abbie"

" Alright," I got up and unlock the door. Then Josh opened the door.

" You need to get ready for school, mom said so" Josh said with a smirk. I knew he was just doing that to annoy me. There was no school today. So I slammed the door in his face. I locked the door back just in case he decides to come back.

I walked to my bed since the radio is right next to it. I press play and the best song of all time came on, Ignorance by Paramore. So I sang along and moved to the beat.

" Ignorance is your new best friend!" I sang my heart out until I heard a few 'shut ups' from my neighbors. As I dance around the room I notice, my room is dirty. Well I don't want my mom to nag me. I can just hear her now, 'do this do that nag nag nag.' I am pretty sure that's not how she sounds to others. My room isn't that dirty, just a few clothes on the floor here and there. So I picked my clothes up and shot them into my laundry basket.

" She turns left, NO right. She dribbles down court aim,shoots, SCORES! Nothing but net, the crowed goes wild," then I do my little victory dance. Then I heard," How did we get here? I used to know you so well." I hummed along until I realized it was my cell phone. So i searched for my phone. Where could it be? I just followed the music. Found it! I picked up to answer.

" Hello?"

" Hey girlie, it's mac from the artsy school," she said. I remembered her. Her name isn't really mac, she uses the MacBook all the time.

" Hey Mac, I haven't heard from you in a while. What have you been up to?" I said. See Mac's real name is Justin, I know, it' s a name for a boy. At first I thought it was weird, but now I think its totally unique. I hear Mac sigh on the other end. " Okay, what went wrong this time?" People were always taking her spotlight or giving her negative criticism. Mac would just say, " why you wanna trip on me." I'm sure you heard that somewhere before. Michael Jackson, Dangerous. Mac is always using music to say how she feels. I'm glad we are leaders and not followers.

"HELLO?!" Mac said worried.

" I'm still here, sorry I kinda drifted off in thought. " it was silent for a minute. "You were saying?"

" I am a performer and only you understand that,"she said, happy that I was listening.

" Could you say that again, from the beginning?"

" I did not perform at the Gracie Theater. Ms. Burn wouldn't allow me to do my piece! She said it was inappropriate-

" Well was it?" Her usual stuff was really deep, only people like me could understand her pieces.

" Yes, are you going to keep interrupting me?" I shake my head no." well are you?" Then I answered her, when talking to her it was like she was right in my room.

"Then she gave my piece to her niece. I couldn't get another thing to perform because I practiced that one all year. Then came rehearsal night and I practiced a new piece. Then I was told I just couldn't perform. If it was up to Ms.Burn I wouldn't even be in the school. I overheard her speaking to her niece say she is going to knock out all competition. Do you think thats right? I told my mom this and she thinks I'm being paranoid. This all comes down to only you understand me,Abbie."

" You will get to perform next time, someone posted on facebook Ms.Burn is not going to be at artsy school in two weeks. She is being kicked to the curb!" I said smiling. I never really like Ms.Burn but she was the one in charge, so there was not much I could do. Ms.Burn is finally getting what she deserved.

"Yes! It's about time the school has come to their senses." I hear a sound in the background, then I hear banging. " I gotta jet, but we'll chat later bye." Mac and Abbie say muazz together " bye"

It was fun to hear from her. Mac and I have not talked since she moved to California. Yes Mac made it big. She still likes to come to NYC. Then I hear a bark. Speaking of California, my dog cali wanted to come in my room. I could hear the scratching at the door so I let her in.

" Who's my pretty baby?" I coo to her. I love my dog she is so small and cute. Since she is a puppy she gets into alot of trouble. Like last week she teared up the living room curtains, so I had to buy a brand new pair of curtains. But I didn't care I like having a dog, if I wanted to keep it I had to take responsibility. Smells like I have to pick up responsibility right now. I picked up the doggy nono' and sprayed frebreeze in my room. The lemony sent filled the air covering up the horrid smell.

I don't have school today, but I still need to get dressed. "Why get dressed if your not going anywhere?" I used to say alot. This is a habit I picked up when visiting family members in the south. So I head to my bathroom.I'm taking a cold shower. Baths are disgusting, you just sit in your own dirt. My showers aren't that long, because I just hate when people take hour showers. Also because I'm going green. I'm done with my shower, so i dry off and get dressed.

When I walk into my closet I start smiling. My closet is huge. It has all of my posters on the wall in size order, biggest to smallest. The walls are painted green with white dots all over. I have my makeup desk all the way in the back with a huge stand up mirror. Alot of people say I'm spoiled, I just say I'm really lucky. Though me being spoiled might be true,I'm the only girl, I think I deserve it. Its not like I always get what I want I wanted a pony and no, wait I got that. Well there was a time when.. okay that turned out great. Okay I'm really lucky. I'm a cancer, and cancers are known to have the most luck. Well I still get punished from time to time. Lets face it I'm a golden one. Anyways, I'm going to the all white section of clothes in my closet. My favorite colors are white,grey,black,green, and blue. I threw on my white skinny jeans and my baby blue t-shirt. I put on my fuzzy grey slippers. Like I said I'm not going anywhere.

I go to the mirror to do my makeup and hair. I swept my long black hair into a ponytail. I checked my skin for any pimples,and I don't have any. Mac wasn't lying when she said " If you have any skin problems water would clear it up." She also would say no sweets is the best thing, but of course we always would slip up. Mac and I always try to stay fit after all we're performers. I brush some blush on my skin, not too much I didn't want to over do it. My mom always says I already look like I have makeup on naturally, so I shouldn't use too much. I don't put on any eyeshadow because I don't have any. My mom is always using my stuff. I put some eyeliner on because thats pretty much all I have to put on my eyes. I put on my cherry flavored lipgloss an I'm ready to go.

I walk back into my room and my little cali is sleeping. Aww she looks so cute, with the way the sunlight hits her. Cali is all stretched out like a human. If your really quiet you can hear her light snoring. I have to get a picture of this. So I tip toe across my room to get my camera off my desk. Snap,snap,snap I took three pictures. On the last click of the camera Cali jumps up all energetic. I thought she was sleeping. The dog is just like me a good actor. I laugh to myself quietly. Then I hear three quick raps on my door.

So I go to answer it. I open the door, its just my step dad.

"Hello Skip, what do you need?" I asked, not really wanting to know his answer. Its not that Skip is mean or anything, he's actually really nice. I don't know why I just don't like him. Mom says to try to like him,so i do try just for her.

" I just wanted to know if you were coming down for some lunch?"

"um, it's not lunch time yet so-

" Yes, it is 12:30," he said with concern. Was it really 12:30? I took a step back from the door to look at my alarm clock. It is 12:30, I guess I lost track of time.

"You know what, i'll just bring you up a sandwich and some chips," he said while walking down the stairs.

"Thanks Skip," I shout, so he can hear. Instead of closing my door back I leave it wide open. letting some cool air into my room. I walk to my iMac. I gotta tell you,I love all of apples inventions. When I turn on my computer my homepage is facebook. I am really addicted to the website. Whenever I'm on it I take like a million quizzes. I login my name on it is IstartRiots23. I upload the three pictures of my dog and then I log off. I know, real addicted right. My mom was online. Do I need to say more, I think not. I need to rehears my music anyways. I am kinda a triple threat. I sing, act and play the piano. I can even fool around on the guitar but I'm no Jimi Hendrix. I would play better if the strings on the guitar weren't so hard. It's like the strings cut your fingers but they don't bleed. I tried playing the guitar with tape on my fingers and it didn't go so well.

I hear someone walking up the stairs and I went to my door. It was just Skip with my food. I told him to just set