Lizzy

As the sun fell behind the horizon, Lizzy walked lazily back home, her backpack hanging from one shoulder. She wasn't in a run to arrive, she never was. She knew her parents won't be home, chances are they would stay at work, or maybe they're at a work convention, who knows? Lizzy definitely didn't, not like they ever bothered to call and tell her. Most of the time they didn't remember to fill the fridge beforehand. Luckily she got a credit card on her 13th birthday, a cheap excuse from her parents, so they dont have to "worry" about her. She just has to buy what she needs.

"Bullshit!"

Lizzy stoped next to a shop window, looking at her reflection, the blonde roots of her hair started to be noticeable, she'll have to dye her hair again. Lowering her gaze, she noticed how the black eyeshadow gave a sharp shape to her eyes, and the black lipstick made a contrast with her pale skin. Lower was the choker wrapped at her neck, she knew the older boys loved how it fitted. And they loved even more the rest of her outfit; the skull stamped black top, cropped of course, to show her pale toned belly, the grey short shorts teasing just enough of her ass, and the fishnets drawing all eyes to her legs.

"Prrrr~ looking good kitten~" She complimented herself. The only thing she had that had any worth was her body. It was clear that she was a failure of a daughter, seen as her parents never told her "I love you". And she wasn't smart enough for the teachers to defend her from her bullies. Only her body had gotten any compliments.

As she turned the corner, thinking in new ways she could dress sexier, or act more slutty, anything to get someone to look at her and give her a compliment, maybe even a caress...

CRASHH

Lizzy was suddenly on the ground, dizzy from the crash, she was so deep in thought that she didn't notice the person walking around the corner at the same time as her. As her vision stoped spinning, she could she a hand in front of her, offering help.

Lizzy's sneakers squeak against the polished floors of her high-school main corridor. While usually she would have to dodge both accidental, and sometimes purposely, tripping legs and elbows to the gut, keeping her eyes low, less some of the mean girls or testosterone filled jocks take it as a provocation. Now, three-school, when all clubs and sport teams have leave, there wasn't anyone else in the corridors.

"I'm such a useless idiot..." Even in her anger, she couldn't muster more than whisper. "if I wasn't such a coward... it's not like I have anything good to offer other than my body... so why did I run away from Steve... he promised to tell his dad, the principal to keep my grades up..."

Lizzy mind kept turning around the same stupid decision she made, as her steps slowly but surely took her closer to her destiny.

"It was just one night out... and Steve isn't half bad looking..." The goth girl couldn't suppress the shiver that run down her spine, her arms curling around her exposed midriff. "Yeah... maybe he just wanted to have sex... but what else do I deserve..."

In the end, it didn't matter how much she thought about it, she refused at the last minute, running away from him, and in retaliation Steve told a series of lies to the principal about her. Now she has to spend three hours on detention after school and go every other day to the school counselor. This was her first appointment.

Lizzy stood in front of the door for a few minutes, she had no intention to arrive a single second too soon. She waited for the school bell to ring and then she counted a minute before entering without knocking, seeing you for the first time.