In Too Deep

Chapter 1

Another day at North Richmond High. Teenagers. Teachers. And another boring day I wish would end. 

My life is a constant cycle. I wake up, walk to school, learn, walk back home, eat, sleep, and then the day repeats. 

You should know that I never get into fights, I've never been in love, I like the pool better than the ocean (even though I live right by one), and I was adopted. My parents said that I was found abandoned near the ocean. They took me in when I was only about one week old. They had wondered what even kept me alive for that long.

Ring! Ring! Ring! There goes the bell. I walk out of the classroom and then to my locker to get ready for my next few periods.

"Well look who it is. Melody the sea scum."

I already know who it is without even looking behind me. Savanna Fleetlocker. She is the most bitchy teenage girl you will ever meet. I turn around, not caring. She looks at me with fake puppy dog eyes.

"What's wrong, sea scum? Cat got your tongue?" Savanna says with a smirk on her face.

I ignore her rude remark and walk away. 

Savanna and I used to be best friends but after middle school she wanted to become more popular and I didn't. Now, both of us juniors, she still waste her breath on me. We both drifted apart from each other and now all she does is make fun of me with her pestering friends.

They make fun of my birthmark. I don;t know why but ever since I remember, I've had a trident birthmark on my back. I never knew what it meant or what it symbolized.

I continued walking to my next class, which was biology  I don't have a favorite or least favorite subject because everything seems the same for me. 

It will always be like that. Without any friends at school, there was really nothing to look forward to.

Science is boring as usual. We are learning something about oceanography and the different myths about oceanic creatures. I honestly don't get one bit of it. I mean what is the purpose of learning about this stuff anyway? 

I didn't know what I wanted to be or where I wanted to go for college. I'm alone so what else could I lose?

After my last class, I headed home. 

Since my mom and I live near the ocean, there isn't much noise so I can get through homework easily. Neither of us even go near the ocean even when it's nice out. It's kind of just there to look at. I prefer pools over the ocean anyway.

This is my favorite part of the day because when I walk home in peace and quiet, I get to think.

Usually I think about what my life could've been like if my parents did not leave me near the ocean. Sometimes I'd even think about trying to escape my mom who adopted me. She isn't very kind to me anyway, so I honestly don't think she would care if I left. After her husband's death, she blames me for it.

"Screw you!" she'd say. "I never knew why Harry decided to take you in. You've been nothing but a waste of my time and money."

Gee, doesn't that make you feel loved?

That's when I see it. The clear, bright blue ocean sitting right on top of the hot blazing sand. The view always makes me catch my breath.

I walk to the only house near the water, with a washed out teal blue color, that looks deserted from the outside. Opening the door to walk inside, a faint smell of an musty old rug greets my nose. Man, we really should clean this place more often.

I walk upstairs to my narrow, rustic looking bedroom and take out some homework from my bag. Time to get to work.

After a solid two hours of working, I head downstairs to see if my mom's home.

She often comes home around eight-thirty but there were times she came home early. 

Like I imagined, she isn't home yet. Right when I am about to head up, I hear the door crack open.

"Get me a glass of water. Now," I hear her holler.

Wow, she seems golly today. I hold my tongue of sarcasm, not wanting to ruin her good mood. 

I hurry to the kitchen, grab a cup of water, and hand it to her. She looks at me up and down, disapprovingly.

"Why do you look like you came out of a dumpster? Is that why it stinks in here? I've told you many times to wash your clothes! Don't you ever listen to me?" she yells at me.

"I-I'm sorry. It won't happen-"

She then slaps her hand across my face. It wasn't the worst thing I've ever gotten but it still makes me teary eyed. I don't say another word, run upstairs, and lock the door behind me.

I slowly walk to my bed and flop down on it. 

I cry and cry until I feel there are no more tears in me. Tomorrow's just another day. Wake up, walk to school, learn, walk back home, eat, sleep. 

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AHHHH! okay so i wrote this like five years ago but i am editing it to be less cringe and more fun. I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter!

xoxo <3