Hello there my name is Kahli Dina Taylor. I have black long hair and violet eyes, well that depends what season it is because in the summer they usually change into a dark chocolate brown color or Hazel. But any who I'm 17 and I live in the cheapest apartment that I could possibly afford.

I work 2 jobs and I barely feed myself but that's ok considering I need to lose weight. I'm currently eating a chicken biscuit that I made at home with some mango juice that i bought at the gas station in my car. I have a nice Toyota Syvic but that's only because that's the only thing that didn't get burned up in the fire.

Once I knew how to drive I would be very careful, and cautious I wouldn't damage the car and so far three whole years without a car accident.

Where are you driving? You're probably wondering.

I'm making myself towards the hell hole I like to call high school. I glance over at my cracked iPhone 5s screen and notice I'm already 5 min late and I'm stuck in traffic. "Dammit!" I yell to myself.

I take the opportunity to pull my long hair into a high ponytail, and try but failed to do my own makeup. Sure I'm not the best looking at my school but I have to make the effort.

The only thing I put on is black thick mascara, and peppermint chap stick. I see the woman next to me looking at me like a weirdo but whatever. I adjust my black jacket over my white tee shirt.

I grab my book bag in the back seat and search for my box of silver and pearl earring that my mom gave me on my birthday 7 years ago.

A lot has changed with me after my parents died before I was a spoiled child who got everything and complained when something wasn't right and I used to suck at school. Now I appreciate the days I even have a whole meal to eat!

I finally found the box and put the earnings through the my ears. I have 5 piercings in each ear. 3 at the lower part of my ear and two at the highest point of my ear. I put them on and I notice that the traffic has diminished.

I took my left turn and with full speed I drove to the direction of the school. I actually like school and even though I used to suck at school, I'm better at it and I'm planning to keep high grades and some day get a scholarship to become a doctor. Those are my dreams but who knows if it will come to pass.

I finally get to school I park myself away from the people I don't like and get out quickly with my black book bag. I adjust my sweat pants and jacket.

Here we go I thought.

Welcome to the hell hole called high school