You Laugh Because I'm Different...



Chapter One

Have you ever wanted to just scream out loud? I sure have. Ever wanted to hurt the people who hurt you? I'm in the same boat.

But suicide?

Sorry, suicide isn't on my to-do list. My life hasn't gotten so desperate that I want to end it. But it is a pain in the ass to hear the same fucking taunts day in and day out, and the same names over and over. I swear, people are so unoriginal

I guess you're wondering just who the hell I am and why I'm bitching to you about why life is so unfair. I'm Audrey Taylor, 17 years old and living in the biggest hole in the United States of America: Denver, Colorado.((A/N: No offense to those of you who live in Denver^^)) I go to the preppiest school in Denver(Let's call it Denver High) with the snottiest bitches who walk the Earth. I call it Hell on Earth High School.

Maybe I hate my school because I have a broader perspective than my classmates. I'm a writer. Not of songs or poetry, but of stories. Stories about people like me who get out of their boring suburban lives and go to fight off demons in an alternate universe and marry the man of their dreams. I'm the type you see in the school that wears punky clothes and listens to hard rock. Call it a statement. No, really.

Now to describe the people in the school. First, the popular rich snobs who have their daddies buy everything for them. One of those people is Brittani(with an I) Murphy. She is extremely popular and extremely stupid. The type of girl you just wanna stab in the eyes with a grapefruit spoon. She has the typical blonde bimbo look: Straight blonde hair that stretches to her ass, vacant blue eyes, and the I.Q. of Spam. Apparently, her Daddy and Mommy named her Brittany, but after she bitched about being teased because that's an actress' name, her parents changed it to Brittani to be "original." Sure, and if you move the I over one letter and lose the 'T', you'll have Britain! So basically, Brittani Murphy is named after an island! Real original!

Brittani's best friends(or rather, her 'cosmetic' best friends) are named Hayley and Vanessa. They're basically her bodyguards. No, really, they're a lot bigger than her and they live to do her bidding. I don't see why they put up with her, I'd probably ditch her at the mall.

I think the reason I hate Brittani so much is because she tried to "help" me when I first got here. "Help" as in embarrass the shit out of Audrey. No, seriously, she tried to give me a makeover in clothing she liked, makeup she owned and when she tried to bleach my hair I ended up with rust streaks. Anyway, when I saw what she did I went ballistic and basically told her to go pawn her blonde schizo look on someone else. And since she's head of her own column in the newspaper, I was screwed when I saw the article. It said that I should attempt suicide like the rest of "My Type." Bitch.

Now I'll describe the jocks. We have one of the LOUSIEST football teams(Go Badgers) in Colorado. Hell, even the Falcon's MASCOT laughed at us! Our football coach(who has to be the biggest pushover I know) says that trying is the key to victory. Yeah right! Sorry, but trying leads to losing when you're the coach, pal.

I'm gonna stop here so I can get into the new chapter, but it will be all about my move to Denver.