Bully

My alarm goes off at 5 am every morning even when it's not a school day. It gives me the chance to wake up shower and take a early jog and start my day. Though when I look at my clock it reads 3:30am. If my alarm didn't go off then what in the world am I doing up just as the thought hit me my answer was already blaring through the white thin walls of my bedroom. Causing the trim to shake. I guess that's what you get when your too poor to have a nice house with thick walls. Ugh what a drag. I pull my nice pink pastel comforter back and slide off my bed slipping my bunny slippers on. Anger rushing to the surface as the whole wooden floor shakes from the loud music. I don't even take the time to glance in the mirror at my reflection before stomping to my white door and pulling it up open. My nose is greeted by the swift smell of cigars and beer. I already know what's happening my good old brother is having a party but I'm sure he didn't think of it himself. No my brothers too aloof with his ADHD to even have the attention span to think of something that requires planning I'm sure the devil himself is back from his moms and this is his idea of a welcome back/before school party. I make my way out down my long boring hallway the white walls scarce of pictures or anything remotely intriguing now filled with smoke. The music continues to grow louder and my anger grows even more. Soon I hit the living room. I'm greeted with two half naked girls doing jelly shots in front of my rusted old couch. One has red hair that hangs below her waist and golden eyes that are glossed over from the drugs in her system she wears nothing but a black lace bra and underwear her chest most likely a c cup the other a dirty blonde with brown eyes and a smaller Chest which she makes up for with her ass considering she has no pants on but only a pink lace bra. I hear hoots and hollering from around the room. Probably from men circling around like predators watching. " hey baby I can give you something to dance on if you want " a boy hollers out. Disgusting. I flee the seen and head round back to the yard there I find keggers more people and of course a f*****g slip in slide. Kinda creative but plain crazy considering it's cold as hell outside right now summers long gone. With no time to waste I search and then I spot him. It's like time slows every time I look at him. I spot him sitting in a garden chair. A pretty pale blonde sits on his lap with her arms swung over his broad shoulders. He has ice white hair longer on the top and shorter on the sides with blazing green eyes and honey colored skin. Those emerald eyes lock with mine and I see the corner of his mouth turn in smirk. Suddenly my belly gets queasy and I feel anxious and self cautious all over like my own skin is trying to kick me out of my own body. This is a very bad idea I'm also Starting to miss the comfort of my bed. Because right not looking into Zanes eyes could send me running off a Cliff.