The Bridge And Beyond

Chapter 2

After the repeated lectures on how I needed to get this done, and if I didnt, my life would wreck itself, The dreaded day had finally come. The first day of summer school. I was still upset that I wasnt allowed to go to summer dance classes because of it, but Id say got off pretty easy. Other than my mom buying me a bike just so I could ride the 7 mile trip to and from school, so my mistakes didnt effect anyone elses scheduling or summer plans. I sat on the seat and lifted off on to the sidewalk, wind rolling past my cheeks. I passed by the average landmarks I would see everyday on the car rides to and from school. My thoughts whirled through my head as the music from my headphones filled into my ear drums. After a good 7 songs, I arrived to the back of the school and hitched my bike to the designated poles. I left out a huff as I walked into the small classroom, full of computers, and lined tables and chairs. After getting set up, I sat at my computer for 6 hours, doing mundane math activities id probably never use again in my lifetime. As i sat, I noticed the people sitting around me. Which made me feel no better about my non existant hope for our generation as a whole. Girls in strapless jumpers, everything hanging out, make up three layers thick, and rediculous hair styles. Making them look, to be brutally honest, like street walkers. But worse. Because its only gonna get sluttier throughout the generations. The burn out boys and the ones who look like they belong in elementary school based on their actions and tone of voice. But one girl, who sat around 3 seats away from me, was different. She wore her dark hair up in a messy bun, But make up still intricately done, black skinny jeans that hugged her tiny, thin legs, and a wide black hoodie. She was probably the one that seemed the least corrupt. But her unfriendly face yield a scowl that showed distain for her enviroment and the humans, or that lack of, around her. I felt so intimidated to talk to her, even though I so desperatly needed someone. Someone to get me through this hell. Someone to be able to go through it with me. Someone to call a friend. But I thought to myself "she probably doesnt wanna talk to anyone. She looks like she just wants to get done and get out". Little did I know at that moment that the exact same girl, would be my best friend and the greatest allie Id have even to this day.