Save Me(A Zacky Vengeance High School Story

I sighed as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I touched my face and looked down. My face was soft and I never get zits but that was one of the few thing I actually like about myself, the others being, my eyes, hair, skin tone and I have ok sized boobs. Now the things I didn't like, I wasn't tall, I'm almost ruler straight, I'm not as pretty as my sisters or as smart as my brothers. I hate getting compared to my siblings. My brother Andy is 24, tall, has blonde, blue eyes, sweet, and is in college at Texas A&M. He got a full scholarship there for football and his major is business. My sister Sami is 22, tall for a girl, has blonde hair, blue eyes, she's sweet, caring, and a model for Victoria's Secret. My sister Dani is 19, taller than me, has blonde hair, blue eyes, she's sweet, caring, and in college at Texas A&M. She got a full scholarship for softball and her major is child development. My little brother Timmy is 10, has blonde hair, blue eyes, and he's smart for his age so he's a grade ahead of where he's supposed to be. Then there's me. I have black hair, light brown eyes, I'm only 4'10 and 100lbs. I look nothing like my dad or siblings. My dad like my siblings has blonde hair and blue eyes. My mother being an Italian-American has black hair, dark brown eyes, and olive skin tone. I look somewhat like my mom but there's some facial features that don't look like my mom or dad. And for some reason my dad hates me. He's emotionally and physical abusive. He's always telling me how I'll never amount to anything like my siblings will and he has no problem smacking me around. He doesn't do that to my siblings just me. My mom tries to step in every time but he hits her too. Only Timmy still lives at home and my dad scares him when he does it and he's too afraid to tell anyone but honestly I am too. He's the reason I'm so shy, I startle easily, I'm insecure, and the reason I don't eat a lot. I'm shy around new people because I never know if I'm gonna say something and piss someone off and they'll hit me like he does, I startle easily because of him hitting me, I'm insecure because of him cutting me down all the time, and I don't eat a lot because I'm afraid of getting fat and being more of a disappointment then I already am. I sighed again as I looked at myself in my full length mirror. I was wearing black skinny jeans, a black 3 row studded belt, an Iron Maiden shirt, and converse. I had my chain wallet hook to my belt and in my back pocket. I had on foundation, concealer, and powder to cover my bruises, a thin layer black eyeliner all the way around my eyes, white eye shadow, black over the white to do a smokey eye, leaving white showing in the corners, black mascara, and diamond studs in my ears with my naturally pin straight, elbow length hair down. I left my ensuite bathroom and went to my room. I put on deodorant then pulled on a zip up Metallica hoodie. I sprayed on vanilla perfume then slid my beeper in my pocket. I pulled my Misfits messenger bag over my shoulder then made sure I had my key chain. I ran downstairs and saw my mom. "Hey honey want some breakfast?" She asked. "No I'll stop and get something after I drop off Timmy," I lied. "Ok sweetie," she said. Timmy came downstairs and I asked,"you ready to go?" He nodded and we said goodbye to our mom. We went outside to my black 1970 Dodge Challenger and I unlocked the doors. We got in and I drove him to school. "Have a good day bud I'll probably be back to pick you up once school's over if not mom will," I said. He nodded and hugged me then got out. He grabbed his bag and went inside. I drove off and drove to Huntington Beach High School. Once I got there I pulled in the parking lot, making heads turn because the rumble of my car. I parked in the student parking lot and got out. I grabbed my bag then locked the doors. I hooked my keys to my chain and made my way towards the entrance. I was about half way there when out of nowhere a guy jumped out from behind a bush and screamed with his arms above his head. I screamed and ran off. I had tears of fear and embarrassment running down my face. The fear stirred up memories of my ongoing nightmare at home and I was embarrassed that everyone saw me scream and run away like that. I was running when I bumped into something hard. Before I could fall strong arms caught me and I looked up. I saw a guy that was really tall, built, had black hair, hazel greenish eyes, full lips, his ears gauged, and his lip pierced. He let go of me and I started to backup in fear. "Hey are you ok?" He asked softly. I couldn't even answer him. I turned to run but his large hand gently grabbing my small wrist stopped me. "Hey I'm not gonna hurt you," he said softly. I looked up at him and he smiled. When he smiled he had the cutest dimples ever. "I'm Matt Sanders," he said. "Rosalie Jones but I get called Rosie," I said. "What had you so scared earlier?" He asked. I looked around and saw the guy that scared me. He was really tall and thin, had crazy blonde hair spiked up every which way, a little goatee to match, blue eyes, and glasses. "Him, he jumped out of a bush with his arms over his head and screaming," I answered while pointing at him. Matt laughed and I looked at him confused. "That's my best friend Jimmy. He's crazy but he wouldn't hurt you," he said. I looked between the two of them wearily and Matt gave me a reassuring smile. "So I take it you're new here," he said and I nodded. "Yeah from Brooklyn," I answered. "Wanna meet my friends? I promise none of them will scare you," he said. I nodded with a small smile and he led me over to a group of people standing around a tree, including Jimmy. Once we got there they noticed us and Jimmy looked down at me. "Oh you're the girl I scared earlier!" He said. "Yeah Jimmy be nice to her. You scared her bad. She ran away from you crying then she bumped into me," Matt said. "Aww you cried I'm sorry!!" He yelled as he leaned down ad hugged me. Once he let go I backed up a little. "Guys this is Rosalie Jones but she goes by Rosie, she just moved her from Brooklyn. Rosie this is my girlfriend Valary or Val Dibenedetto, her twin sister Michelle, Brian Haner, Zack Baker, and Jimmy Sullivan," he said as he pointed everyone out. Val and Michelle both had black hair, hazel eyes, full lips, and were about 5'6. Brian had dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, thin lips and he was about 5'10. Zack had blonde hair that looked like it was naturally brown, big green eyes, full lips, and he was about 5'8. I gave a shy wave and looked down at my feet. "Hi I'm Val it's nice to meet you," Val said. "I'm Rosie and it's nice to meet you too," I said. Everyone else said nice to meet you and I returned the greeting.

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