Zedd

Worthy?

        When you live in a life where you are lucky for someone to look at you twice before scowling and turning away, you really don't feel worthy of life. Thats just how it is. You can try to change it but people won't believe you, well the same problem and question comes are you worthy of life?

        At this point me Zedd McKnight didn't feel like he was one of the owners of America's top tech suppliers. He felt like a kid who was kicked and insulted just for existing not to mention everything else. He goes places during the middle of summer and wears a hoodie to his face from anybody who might recognize him. Even if he was the youngest ever player on one of the top paintball teams in America the "Tampa Bay Damage". His team mates treated him OK but only just. He admitted he was weird but was it that bad?

Ok guys! Well I am warning you now, this is my first book, so I might not be the best writer but for those of you who read this THANKS!!! I am going to be updating often if i recieve some good feedback from a couple people. (I don't need a ton but a ton would be cool) So going into first person!!

        It just happened to be that going into 9th grade nobody knew who Zedd McKnight was so not even the nerdy kids would accept him. Frankly, McKnight industries made just about everything the nerds used but they didn't make the connection so all I got from any one in the school was "What kind of name is Zedd?" or "That kid is a creep!" Next thing I knew I was the target for the Varsity football team. School just wasn't going great till I met one person who wasn't a complete jerk. Her name was Hannah and I met her right after what was becoming my semi-daily beating by the whole football team who would gang me and then take turns kicking me while I lie on the floor.

        "Well that wasn't quite a fair fight was it?" said Hannah. I didn't respond, I was leaning on the idea she was just like the others. "C'mon you can talk to me, I think the football team were being jerks." Which changed the way I saw her instantly, I began to realize that  she had a pretty face and perfect dirty/blond hair. So I responded "Wow you look awful pretty not to be a jocks girlfriend.) Now some might think I was being a little rude but she saw the way I grinned with my bleeding lip and understood I was doing what I could to make a jokeing tone with bruised ribs. From then on we were friends, sometimes people are jerks and others just click together to be friends like magnets.

Alright so theres my first chapter, dont complain it was short, it was after all my first chapter, all I really need is one person to give me good feedback and I will write more but I didn't want to write a ton and have no one interested :).