Taste (18+)

Chapter 1

Onyx's POV
"Ew. No. Why would I go out with you?"

"I-I'm not asking to go out for like a date. I'm just looking for people to hangout with."

"Very funny Onyx. Very funny."

"I-I don't think...it's funny..."

"It is. It really is. You're so pathetic. This is why nobody likes you. Your sister's the hotter one. Thank god you don't look alike. Go run back to your loser friends. Oh wait...that's right! You don't have any friends!"

Another day...

Another rejection...

Story of my life.

I watched my twin sister be all over her boyfriend. I always get jealous when I look at them.

Why can't I have that?

It always reminds me how lonely and worthless,
I am. I listen to them talk and laugh.

"Hey little bro? Can I talk to you for a second?"

"Yeah. Sure."

Bradley and Buckley walked away. I saw them talking but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Nyx? Are you okay?"

"No. Not really. I got rejected for the 45th time."

"Woah. You've been keeping count?"

"Yeah. It's not that hard."

Buckley and Bradley walked back to our table and sat down.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah. I wanted to talk to him privately. Onyx?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm good Buck."

Nope.

I'm not okay.

I'm so close to just ending it all.

I really am...

I packed my things up then stood up.

"Bye guys. You know where to find me."

I walked up to a teacher then asked to go to the library.

"Yes. Go ahead."

"Thank you."

I walked to the library then signed in. I walked over to my regular table. There was a class in there. They were using the computers. I took my book out of my backpack. I found my bookmark then opened my book. I started reading.

I can't believe...

I'm almost done with this.

It's so hard to put it down.

Good thing...

I have some birthday money left.

Hopefully mom and dad'll let me run to the bookstore to pick up the rest of the series.

I never really ask my parents to get anything.

My sister on the other hand...

Asks for everything and she gets it.

Ava is so fucking spoiled.

She really fucking is.

"You Belong With Me" by Taylor Swift describes us perfectly.

She's the cheer captain.

I'm not.

She's perfect in every way.

I'm not.

She goes to parties.

I don't.

I stay in my room.

Our parents let her do whatever she wants.

The bell rang and I put my things away. I signed out of the library and dragged myself to my next class.

Physical Education...

The game we're playing is bat mitten. I actually participate. Ava just stands there.

Bradley, Buckley, Bonnie, and Amanda are on my team. I was sitting on the bleachers since me and Bradley had just switched out.

Class ended and we walked into the locker rooms. I faced the wall and quickly took my gym clothes off. I threw on some more deodorant on then quickly got dressed.

I took my long dark brown hair out of my ponytail. I took my brush out of my backpack and started brushing my hair.

"Why the hell do you like your hair being that long? It's a bit too much, don't you think?"

"Oh uh...I just like having long hair. I can do a lot of different hairstyles with it."

"You know you can do the same shit with short hair right?"

Ava please say something!

Your friend is full on bashing me!

"Alright. You're taking this too far Georgina."

Thank you!

The bell rang and we all walked out of the locker room.

"Ava? Can you and me go to the mall on Saturday?"

"Oh uh...I'm sorry but I can't. Brad's taking me out to eat for our anniversary."

"O-oh. I-I didn't know."

"It's fine. You're the one person, I've even told."

Even my own sister rejects me...

My whole life is a rejection...