"Jordan I swear on everything that is holy, if you god damn try to snipe me again I will come over there and shave your eyebrows off!" I harshly yell into my microphone. The adrenaline was pumping through my veins as I tried to execute the perfect shot. My palms were sweaty and my ears were on fire, it was life or death.

Well, Truth be told, It was just a game but the outcome of this would gravely affect my ego. I could not lose to Jordan Lee, the most goofiest and idiotic creature on this planet, otherwise known as my best friend.

"Sky Zedler don't you dare threaten my eyebrows! You know it's an important aspect to the face. Besides you're the one acting like a coward camping in that same spot for hours! Can you blame me really?" Jordan gasped dramatically before he continued his button mashing. These fights between us were endless and inevitable. He was honestly the older brother I always wished for but unfortunately he came with no mute button.

"Oh my god Jordan you need to get laid or something I swear all of those hormones are clogging up your brain. Unless you're just naturally idiotic." The insults just flood out of my mouth without any thought. It was a natural reflex and honestly, I loved it.

"Hey!-"

"Hay is for horses Jordan." I quickly cut him off effectively distracting him long enough to steal the final kill. The sounds of cussing were soon heard causing me to lower the volume on my headphones. I was already on my way to hearing aids with this boy in my life.

"Sky you are so damn-"

"Amazing, thank you Jordy." I coed into the microphone. He hates when I cut him of in the middle of a sentence. It irks him to insanity and I was truly an amazing best friend.

"I can never win with you Peanut." He huffed into the microphone and I grinned proudly.

"Then why do you even try? And Pickles didn't I tell you to stop calling me that." I try to say in a serious voice but a few giggles escape my lips and it's not to long until Jordan starts laughing too. I without a doubt lived to have these kind of moments in my life.

"Sky! Are you playing that stupid game again ?"

So much for an amazing moment. That same screechy voice- from the room adjacent to mine-filled the hallways once more demanding an answer.

"Yes mother! How can I help you?" I say with fake enthusiasm.

"It was so embarrassing! They made me park my beautiful Porsche under a tree and it was attacked by some filthy pigeons. Go and sort that mess out!"

Typical of her, I always have to clean up her mess. She was honestly so untidy and I don't know how she managed to marry a rich and successful businessman. My only answer is black magic because my father was a great man and I could not fathom how this monstrosity of a relationship even began.

"Can you not take it to the car wash?" I yelled back as I plugged my controller on charge.

"Don't talk back to me , just go and do it !" Her voice pierced my ears and I shuddered at the frequency.

"But I have plans for tonight-" I was cut off by the slamming of a door and the lump in my throat grew. I was so dead, I should have just closed my big mouth and do as I am told but no way I'm Sky Zedler, I have to fuck things up. The things I do to get more time with my video games.

"What did you say you ungrateful brat?" She hissed as she turned the door knob to my room. Now I'm not trying to be dramatic but there stood the devil in disguise, wearing a skin tight hot pink designer dress, caked with makeup. Let's be honest she's only fooling herself with attempting to cover up those wrinkles.

I quickly muttered a farewell to Jordan who was still listening in on the conversation. He was the only one who knew that my mother had that side to her. To everyone else she's a charming loving lady. She is so amazing at keeping her facade that even my father doesn't believe me, yet he lives in the same house. He was never around that much anyhow.

"Nothing I just, I told you that I have plans tonight and you agreed-" A painful hiss escaped my mouth as she gripped onto my hair and pulled me closer.

"We've done so much for you, took you in, sheltered you and this is how you repay us?" She spat hastily. She was lashing out again, always so angry and dramatic over the smallest of issues. None of her words hurt me, I had accepted everything a long time ago.

The tight grip on my hair fastened and I shut my eyes. I prayed for it to be over, I prayed for a normal life. I was tired of all of this. The guilt trips cannot work on me anymore it's not like I asked for any of this. My father has done all of those things. Without a doubt I owe him, she has done nothing but spend all her husbands money and make my life miserable.

"I didn't ask for you to adopt me." I whispered with pain laced into my voice. Her grip in my hair loosened and the shock was evident in her face. I was never one to talk even the slightest bit back to her. She removed her wrinkled hand from my locks and raised it in the air. My heart was racing and I was sure it could be heard from a mile away. I flinched and shut my eyes before the impact of her hand colliding with my cheek was felt. It stung and left a prickling sensation on my face. I refused to open my eyes, scared that the tears would slip out. She always got more violent when she saw the tears and you think after years of torment I would be used to it.

"Neither did I want to but your father insisted on getting a little brat."

I tried to steady my breathing, the need to calm down grew at a faster pace. I could not afford to lash out at her.

"I'll wash your car just give me a few minutes." I muttered, my eyes were still forced shut as I patiently waited for her to leave the room.

"See that wasn't so hard was it ? If you just said that in the first place none of that would happen."

The sound of her high heels clicking was the signal for me to open my eyes and relax. I plopped myself onto my double bed and looked up at my glow in the dark star stickers. It always calmed me down but right now I feel like I need to see the real thing. I jumped of my bed and flung my balcony doors opened, a whoosh of wind darted across my face, causing the corners of my mouth to lift in happiness. The stars were out tonight in all its shimmering glory. The pace of my heartbeat slowed down to a normal rate at the comforting sight of them.

Now children get attached to any sort of medium that brings them comfort, for normal children it's usually their 'blanky' or some trashy teddy bear with many years worth of drool stained in it. For me, it was the stars-Notice how I grouped them as normal children-they always brought me this sense of comfort. It reminded me that everything would be okay, well that's what Sister Jane would say every night when she would have to tuck me into bed.

"Stars lead very lonely lives in the beautiful depth of space, they keep living, dying and rolling around but yet they still shine so bright. You remind me of the stars Sky, you're stronger than you think and whenever you're feeling dim look up and remind yourself. It's going to be okay my child."

It's been years since her funeral, the closest person I had to as a mother was gone. The only person that would ever have fit the criteria to be called my mother. Jane was special to me in every single way, she patched up the broken pieces of my tiny heart and embarked her print on it. It's the reason why I refused to go back to that orphanage. The one person that made it manageable was actually gone and life was so unfair. That thought alone got me craving the sole comfort of the stars. Was she up there looking down upon me? I didn't know for sure but looking at those twinkling lights I did know one thing. Everything was going to be okay.

I spent a few more minutes on my balcony consoling myself until I was interrupted by my custom ringtone of "I like big butts" blasted through my phone speakers which meant one thing . Yes I was a cringe-worthy person, deal with it.

"Jordan I'm fine." I answered before he could say anything.

"I don't care I'm coming over. We'll wash Cruella De Ville's car together." A mixture of emotions rushed through my body. I was awestruck that I have someone that genuinely cares about me and would do anything to make sure that I was stable but on the other hand I felt like a burden, and lastly I was dying of internal laughter at my mothers code name. Jordan can actually be funny sometimes.

"Pickles I really appreciate it but it's dark out and you don't have to do that-"

"Shut up you big baby I'll be there in ten minutes. Don't get wet just yet, I mean that in both ways babe. See ya!"

Jordan's cocky tone in his voice was loud and clear. Knowing him, he was just really glad it was him that cut me of in the middle of the sentence and not the other way around, and then there was a sweeter side-knowing he would at least be able to help me.

I couldn't help the small smile that escaped my lips as I shut the balcony door. Life was sure filled with many up's and downs but I guess that's what makes the up's more enjoyable.

I know I'm going to scratch that motivational crap as soon as I enter school tomorrow. I'll have to accept the fact that I'm in hell and I'm about to come face to face with my biggest challenge I face everyday. Surviving another day against Cole Braxton. I don't even want to think about that right now, my mood is already spoiled so that's a subject for another time, right now I got to get these supplies out before Jordan arrives. It's going to be one hell of a night.