Chapter 2
I made my way through the living room to the kitchen taking a pair of socks off the radiator as I pass. I see my mom rushing about in the kitchen as per normal.
“Hey mom” I mumble while grabbing a breakfast bar out the top cupboard, I’ve never really liked breakfast. I don’t understand how some people can eat so much in the morning; my stomach doesn’t wake up till about 12:00pm.
“Morning darling, did you sleep well?”
“well-
“Oh Marie, what are you wearing?! Why do you always have to wear the same baggy clothes? I buy you all these new clothes, pretty girly ones and believe me they aren’t cheap and then you put the same old stuff on!” Well someone is in a mood this morning..
I don’t even bother to reply I just grabbed my bag, slip my converse on and coat, then made my way out. Before I could walk about I head my mom call something about meeting someone after school. I don’t take much notice, I don’t interact with any of the people my mom brings home, her so called ‘friends’. All they ever do is moan at me and tell my mom how I’m nothing like Melissa. I’ve tried to be like her but I can’t seem to do it, she just does anything effortless.
I start my walk to school, it’s not far just a 20 minute walk but when it’s cold it feels like hours. I make my way up the drive walking past my sisters white Audi a4. I’ve never understood how she could afford it, she doesn’t really have a high paid job.
She works in a beauty shop every now and then. But then again it could have something to do with this new boyfriend she keeps talking about. None of us have met him yet but Melissa talks about him like he’s gods gift. I doubt it though, the boys she has brought home before have been dumb, and when i say dumb i mean it. For a bright girl she sure doesn’t have great taste in men, they always break her heart. Then again she can’t be single, it’s to hard for her, she has to have a boy at her side but then she usually ends the week with a big tub of Ben and Jerry’s re-mending her ‘broken heart’.
A gust of wind hits me right in the face. I pull my coat further around my body, at 8:00am the streets are pretty quiet, we live in a little town not much here at all. The town is full of little coffee places and sweet shops. There’s a few little clothes shops but nothing big or as they say ‘fashionable’. I don’t care much for fashion; i just like clothes which are comfy for me.
I walk past a coffee place called ‘the coffee pot’ I work here on Saturday's if they need me just to earn some money so i can learn to drive. My dad did say he would help me with money so he gives me little jobs to do, such as wash his car and he will give me £5. It’s a great help to be honest, unlike my sister I have to get most of my things myself. Why couldn’t I have a brother? Why? I give a small wave to my boss, Mr. Jacobs is really nice, hes about 60. He reminds me so much of my granddad who sadly died a few years ago.
I finally approach the place i like to call hell, the grey building over shadowing all the trees. It not a large school, Willow Creek High School only holds around 1000 students. Unfortunately I’m one of those students, i hate school just like many teenagers. I see it as a place where you can become a target just by looking at someone in the wrong way.
“Whey piggy’s here!”
“Want some chocolate piggy?”
“OINK OINK”
Well there not as bad today as they were last week. I think last Friday was the worse day off my life.. So far. I was sitting in the canteen waiting for Megan. I loved Fridays they always did a large piece of pizza, my favourite. As I was sitting there waiting for Meg, some of the ‘popular’ girls came up to me, they asked if I wanted trough. The next thing I felt cool liquid running down my face, I looked up to see Karla standing over me with my chocolate milkshake in her hand.
My eyes started to water, I didn’t want them to see me cry so i picked up my bag I just ran, ran out of that hell hole all the way home. As soon as I got home i just flopped on my bed and cried. I didn’t understand what i did to them and every time they did something like that it hurt, why couldn’t they see that. That was a horrible day, one I don’t want to relive again.
I made my way to my locker which is at the end of the hall in the corner out of the way of everybody, thank god. Lucky for me my best friend is the locker next to mine so it’s not so bad. I put my combination in, and empty pretty much the all of my bag.
“Yeah did you hear about that new kid?”
“Yeah man you? I heard he got kicked out of his old school for punching a teacher”
“I heard he threw a chair through the window and it landed on a car”
“THAT’S EPIC”
Great so there’s a new kid. Brilliant someone else to torment me, why don’t they just throw my in cage full on human eating monkeys and be done with it. I’m staying out of his way, no way am i going to get bullied by another kid. I let out a long sigh.
“OI BITACH! Marie I’m talking to you!”
“Megan I told you not to do that! Don’t sneak up on me” holding a hand over my heart trying to calm myself down.
“i didn’t sneak up on you! You were just day dreaming.. again” she mumbled the last part, probably thinking i wouldn’t hear it.
Megan is my best friend, a little crazy but lovely, she’s completely the opposite to me, she doesn’t care what people think of her. I envy her I really do; she’s always happy and smiling. Her fiery wavy red hair running down to her waist.
“WAS YOU DREAMING OF A BOY? Was it that new lad, no you probably haven’t seen him. I KNOW I KNOW! Is it Jay?! Don’t think I don’t see you I do, giving him that look” she shouts giving me a wink. Ugh sometimes i really hate her, people are looking over here now. That’s it, thanks Megan now everyone is going to think I like Jay.
“No Megan, and would you keep your voice down!" I snap.
“Alright geez, keep your hair on, but I know you like him, the way you always you know ‘forget’ your pencil in maths- ‘adding a wink in as she speaks’ having to borrow one.”
“No I don’t always borrow a pencil! It was one time stop bringing it up.” I snap keeping my voice down.
“Whatever I know you like him, can’t hide it from your best friend.”
“Shut up, I’m going to history, don’t want to be late again, Mrs. Smith will put me in detention again” as I turn around I’m thrown to the floor. I look up to see this god like lad standing over me with his hand out. I cautiously place my hand in his, hoping he not just tricking me and helping me so far, then letting go of my hand laughing at me. Wouldn’t surprise me if he did that though.
But he didn’t this chocolate brown god like lad pulled me to me feet, he must of been at least 6ft, over towering my 5ft4. I was only small but I get that from my Nan she was only 5ft. I couldn’t help but look into the deep brown eyes, their swallowing me up. i feel like everything around me has stopped and it’s just us to, only us. I’m brought back when i feel someone shaking me.
“Are you alright?” he asks in a husky voice, omg even this voice is sexy.
Who is he?
“yes I’m alright thank you, I wasn't watching where I was going” my voice quiet. In the corner of my eye I can see Megan with her arms out rocking he hips back and forth. Oh god I feel my cheeks burning as I look back up at the god.
“Well no worries, the names Jake, I’m the new guy” he smirked.
The new guy, oh great.
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Her World
General FictionOne insecure 17 year old girl who's trapped between two possessive males and a family full of lies. The lies begin to unravel leaving her feeling more lonely and lost in the world than she did before. Follow her on her journey to discover the truth.
