Post by trish on Sept 24, 2005 19:11:36 GMT -5
Hey pepz!!! this is my first fan fic.. Please comment!!! ;D
Much love..
--Trish
The first day of the sorry thing we must call school. I get ready the same time every year, wake up a half hour early by the sound of my parents beginning world war 3. Ha… that’s all they ever do! So I roll of the edge of my bed and walk to the closet to search for a clean pair of jeans. I quickly try to get dressed on time and began to apply my eyeliner. There was a knock at my door and I find my brothers, Matt, he was 12,and there was Adam he was 5. “What do you guys want???” I asked as nicely as I could.
“Mom and dad are in a fight again,” replied Matt as Adam ran to my bad and crawled in side.
“Really? What’s it over this time??? ”I asked walking over to Adam and put my hand on his shoulder.
“Well… Dad didn’t come home until ten minutes ago… and she thinks he cheating on her.” He finished.
“Was either one of them drinking???” I asked sorrowfully
“Ya. . .Mom had a few drinks this morning, and Dad. . . well he” he ended “Dad what?” I questioned. “well He’s himself.” “Really” I rolled my eyes. My father was the most inconsiderate guy I have ever met. He constantly came home drunk. I looked at Adam who absolutory hated it when they got into fights buried his head in my pillow.
“Is he alright?” I asked Matt.
“Yeah , he’s just scared” Matt replied.
I rubbed his shoulder trying to make it alright, but I knew nothing could. I looked at Matt.
“You guys have to go get ready.” I told them looking at the clock.
Matt nodded.
“Oh and don’t go down stairs.” I warned.
He nodded again.
“Adam, everything’s alright, don’t be scared, but you have to go get ready for school.
Adam looked at me for a minute and then nodded with a sad look on his face. They left my room and closed the door. Yeah, this was my life.
I walked over to my dresser and searched foe my black tank top, and my army jacket. Finding the jacket was easy, but finding a shirt was harder due to the fact that nearly all of my shirts were black. I finally found it. I looked in the mirror. My hair was a mixed color (mostly just red, black and brown) it was a few inches below my shoulders and my bark blue eyes surrounded by a coating of black eyeliner and the occasional sparkle of the black shimmer powder around my eyes as well. My face was pale (I never got much sun) I pulled on the jacket, but I always pulled the left shoulder down so you could see one of the strap to my tank top. My jeans, a dark blue and of course my black and green converse.. Off to the hellhole! I said aloud. Blah!!!!!! I grabbed my bags and left the room. I walked to my brother’s room,
“Are you guys ready??” I asked.
“Almost!” matt said as he pulled a green shirt over his head and spiked his hair.
I waited a few minutes until they were ready to go, after of course I annoy them a little.
They followed me downstairs and found my mom Crying at the kitchen Table. I looked around for my dad; he was in the living room.
“Mom we’re gonna leave now, Okay?” I said shyly.
“Oh yeah . . . have a good day!” she said as she wiped her eyes.
“Yeah we will” I answered.
“Here you need some money.” She said as she walked to the counter and grabbed her wallet. She handed me thirty dollars.
“Share it with your brothers.”
I nodded.
She smiled, and turned to Matt and Adam.
“You guys have a good day she said as she patted Adam on the head.
They nodded as well.
Just then my father came in the kitchen.
He stared at me.
I felt a sharp pain of worry go through my body.
“You go change!” he said firmly.
“What?”
“You heard me! Go change”
“Dad we’re gonna be late” I pleaded.
“I could care less!!!!! You look like a F####### slut!!!!!”
“Dad!”
You heard me!”
“Sorry but I have to go”
I turned and then I felt a shooting pain go to my face.
My dad just hit me! I thought to myself. Omg.
My mom gave a little shriek. Matt had tried to prevent my dad from hitting me. And when I looked at Adam tears filled my eyes. I grabbed Matt and ran out of the house. (Adam too)
We got into my car. I searched for my keys.
Found them!
I drove both of my brothers to schools and now all I had to do was to meet my friend Ellie at school.
I found a parking space and ran into the building as fast as I could to see jess.
“ Crystal!!!!!” I heard a voice exclaim. I turned to find Eillie right there.
“Hey Ellie!” I said happily
Holy ShniiiT” she Exclaimed
“What the hell happened to your face?”
“Oh . . . um, nothing I just … Nothing.” I said at a loss for words.
“Yeah right!!! Your bad at lying!”
“ I’ll tell you later.”
I put my hand to my face to hide whatever it was that had been there from my father.
We walked along the hall discussing our summers until we found that there was only five minutes to Homeroom.
“Who do you have??” I asked.
“Um…she checked her schedule.
“Mr. Houlans.” How about you?”
Oh…I have Mrs. Fonder.”
“That sux!!!!!!!”
“Yeah well I’ll talk to you at lunch”
Our class rooms were in opposite directions so we parted there.
I walked to room #303. I gave one last sigh and walked through the door. I saw a few people I knew as I walked to the back of the room and took a seat. I took out my mirror and examined my face. It was bruised badly. And it was red. How was I supposed to hide this? I thought to myself.
Chapter 2.
“Hey Chris!” I looked up I was my friend Mike What up?”
“Nothing…” I said.
“Ouch!!! … Are you alight???
“Yeah I’m fine”
“Your parents in a fight??”
“Yup!!” “How could you tell?”
He tried to smile but he knew what my home life was like.
I smiled at him
“How was your summer?”
“Oh, it was great! Lots of fun! Lots of booze!” he smiled.
Just then the hottest person walked through the door.
He had black hair that was spiked all over his head he was wearing a pair of black jeans and a black hoodie.
Just as soon as Mike reminded me to close my mouth, he walked back to the seat in front of mike.
“Hey Mike” he said as he set down his books.
“Hey!” mike answered.
“You look a little tired.” Mike joked.
“ ya… life sucks!!! Addie’s Mad at me and well just the normal” he finished.
“Mike smiled and then seemed to have realized I was there.
“Oh… Sorry...um this is Crystal”
Just then I think I saw the most beautiful Green eyes that existed.
“Hi…” I managed to say.
“Hello” he said back.
“wadja get in a fight or something??”
‘Um…no” I said slowly.
Mike quickly changed the subject.
“So Billie how was your summer?” mike asked.
“Alright …I guess.”
He looked at me but I quickly had driven my head in my book I was reading.
“How Adrienne?” Mike asked.
“Oh…She’s fine…” “She’s pissed at me at the moment.”
“Why wadja do this time???”
“…It’s a long story”
I looked up at the clock. 2 more minutes’… god let them go fast…I need to get out of here.
“What do you have first???” the person in front of mike asked politely.
“Um…” looked at my schedule..
“Mr. Comer’s reading class…oh joy,” I added
“Me too!” he said happily.
“Cool” I answered.
He smiled at me. At least I think he did… nobody… has ever looked at me before.. So I smiled back.
He was really really hot! And he was actually talking to me! I thought to my self.
“You know you guys suck!” mike exclaimed
Much love..
--Trish
The first day of the sorry thing we must call school. I get ready the same time every year, wake up a half hour early by the sound of my parents beginning world war 3. Ha… that’s all they ever do! So I roll of the edge of my bed and walk to the closet to search for a clean pair of jeans. I quickly try to get dressed on time and began to apply my eyeliner. There was a knock at my door and I find my brothers, Matt, he was 12,and there was Adam he was 5. “What do you guys want???” I asked as nicely as I could.
“Mom and dad are in a fight again,” replied Matt as Adam ran to my bad and crawled in side.
“Really? What’s it over this time??? ”I asked walking over to Adam and put my hand on his shoulder.
“Well… Dad didn’t come home until ten minutes ago… and she thinks he cheating on her.” He finished.
“Was either one of them drinking???” I asked sorrowfully
“Ya. . .Mom had a few drinks this morning, and Dad. . . well he” he ended “Dad what?” I questioned. “well He’s himself.” “Really” I rolled my eyes. My father was the most inconsiderate guy I have ever met. He constantly came home drunk. I looked at Adam who absolutory hated it when they got into fights buried his head in my pillow.
“Is he alright?” I asked Matt.
“Yeah , he’s just scared” Matt replied.
I rubbed his shoulder trying to make it alright, but I knew nothing could. I looked at Matt.
“You guys have to go get ready.” I told them looking at the clock.
Matt nodded.
“Oh and don’t go down stairs.” I warned.
He nodded again.
“Adam, everything’s alright, don’t be scared, but you have to go get ready for school.
Adam looked at me for a minute and then nodded with a sad look on his face. They left my room and closed the door. Yeah, this was my life.
I walked over to my dresser and searched foe my black tank top, and my army jacket. Finding the jacket was easy, but finding a shirt was harder due to the fact that nearly all of my shirts were black. I finally found it. I looked in the mirror. My hair was a mixed color (mostly just red, black and brown) it was a few inches below my shoulders and my bark blue eyes surrounded by a coating of black eyeliner and the occasional sparkle of the black shimmer powder around my eyes as well. My face was pale (I never got much sun) I pulled on the jacket, but I always pulled the left shoulder down so you could see one of the strap to my tank top. My jeans, a dark blue and of course my black and green converse.. Off to the hellhole! I said aloud. Blah!!!!!! I grabbed my bags and left the room. I walked to my brother’s room,
“Are you guys ready??” I asked.
“Almost!” matt said as he pulled a green shirt over his head and spiked his hair.
I waited a few minutes until they were ready to go, after of course I annoy them a little.
They followed me downstairs and found my mom Crying at the kitchen Table. I looked around for my dad; he was in the living room.
“Mom we’re gonna leave now, Okay?” I said shyly.
“Oh yeah . . . have a good day!” she said as she wiped her eyes.
“Yeah we will” I answered.
“Here you need some money.” She said as she walked to the counter and grabbed her wallet. She handed me thirty dollars.
“Share it with your brothers.”
I nodded.
She smiled, and turned to Matt and Adam.
“You guys have a good day she said as she patted Adam on the head.
They nodded as well.
Just then my father came in the kitchen.
He stared at me.
I felt a sharp pain of worry go through my body.
“You go change!” he said firmly.
“What?”
“You heard me! Go change”
“Dad we’re gonna be late” I pleaded.
“I could care less!!!!! You look like a F####### slut!!!!!”
“Dad!”
You heard me!”
“Sorry but I have to go”
I turned and then I felt a shooting pain go to my face.
My dad just hit me! I thought to myself. Omg.
My mom gave a little shriek. Matt had tried to prevent my dad from hitting me. And when I looked at Adam tears filled my eyes. I grabbed Matt and ran out of the house. (Adam too)
We got into my car. I searched for my keys.
Found them!
I drove both of my brothers to schools and now all I had to do was to meet my friend Ellie at school.
I found a parking space and ran into the building as fast as I could to see jess.
“ Crystal!!!!!” I heard a voice exclaim. I turned to find Eillie right there.
“Hey Ellie!” I said happily
Holy ShniiiT” she Exclaimed
“What the hell happened to your face?”
“Oh . . . um, nothing I just … Nothing.” I said at a loss for words.
“Yeah right!!! Your bad at lying!”
“ I’ll tell you later.”
I put my hand to my face to hide whatever it was that had been there from my father.
We walked along the hall discussing our summers until we found that there was only five minutes to Homeroom.
“Who do you have??” I asked.
“Um…she checked her schedule.
“Mr. Houlans.” How about you?”
Oh…I have Mrs. Fonder.”
“That sux!!!!!!!”
“Yeah well I’ll talk to you at lunch”
Our class rooms were in opposite directions so we parted there.
I walked to room #303. I gave one last sigh and walked through the door. I saw a few people I knew as I walked to the back of the room and took a seat. I took out my mirror and examined my face. It was bruised badly. And it was red. How was I supposed to hide this? I thought to myself.
Chapter 2.
“Hey Chris!” I looked up I was my friend Mike What up?”
“Nothing…” I said.
“Ouch!!! … Are you alight???
“Yeah I’m fine”
“Your parents in a fight??”
“Yup!!” “How could you tell?”
He tried to smile but he knew what my home life was like.
I smiled at him
“How was your summer?”
“Oh, it was great! Lots of fun! Lots of booze!” he smiled.
Just then the hottest person walked through the door.
He had black hair that was spiked all over his head he was wearing a pair of black jeans and a black hoodie.
Just as soon as Mike reminded me to close my mouth, he walked back to the seat in front of mike.
“Hey Mike” he said as he set down his books.
“Hey!” mike answered.
“You look a little tired.” Mike joked.
“ ya… life sucks!!! Addie’s Mad at me and well just the normal” he finished.
“Mike smiled and then seemed to have realized I was there.
“Oh… Sorry...um this is Crystal”
Just then I think I saw the most beautiful Green eyes that existed.
“Hi…” I managed to say.
“Hello” he said back.
“wadja get in a fight or something??”
‘Um…no” I said slowly.
Mike quickly changed the subject.
“So Billie how was your summer?” mike asked.
“Alright …I guess.”
He looked at me but I quickly had driven my head in my book I was reading.
“How Adrienne?” Mike asked.
“Oh…She’s fine…” “She’s pissed at me at the moment.”
“Why wadja do this time???”
“…It’s a long story”
I looked up at the clock. 2 more minutes’… god let them go fast…I need to get out of here.
“What do you have first???” the person in front of mike asked politely.
“Um…” looked at my schedule..
“Mr. Comer’s reading class…oh joy,” I added
“Me too!” he said happily.
“Cool” I answered.
He smiled at me. At least I think he did… nobody… has ever looked at me before.. So I smiled back.
He was really really hot! And he was actually talking to me! I thought to my self.
“You know you guys suck!” mike exclaimed