The Unknown

We got a badass over here!

I'm so bored so I decided to write this chapter!

"Ayee Andy get up! There's coffee down here!" yelled Liz from at the bottom of the stairs.

Why must I do stupid things like fight stupid monster people late at night knowing I have to get up early for school. You see I'm a Junior. Surprising right? But back to what I was saying I'm a Junior in high school. I'm mixed. Not black not white but mixed. Im more black than white though. I can still tan and everything but I don't like to tan.

Anyway back to what I was saying I have hazel eyes. They are huge. They make me look like a little kid but I mean hey what can I do about it?

I have a cute little button nose that everyone loves including me! I'm not skinny, I like food way to much to be skinny but I'm not fat either. My friends say its the way my bones are made. I used to be skinny but I didn't look right I mean I looked aneroxic.(No offence to people who are aneroxic! Be strong guys.) Im made to have meat on my bones!

I was brought out of my thoughts by banging on my door.

"Andy you better be up or I swear I will come in there!" yelled my friend jake.  

Why is he always here? Geez I mean it is my house after all.

"Im up! Geez can't do nothing in my house!" I yelled back sitting up in my bed.

I heard laughter from the other side of the door then I heard him walking down the stairs. Back to the kitchen probably because that's where I always find him. I tip-toed/ran to my closet to get my slippers from my closet. That's so much better than walking on this cold tiled floor.

I swung my door open making its hinges screeched. I looked down the hallway and saw nothing but walls and 3 other doors. It still amazes me how I'm a Junior in high school and have a nice house and a car. No I'm not a rich brat. Unlike those ungrateful people who takes their lives for granted, I literally work to get what I have.

My parents...I dont really know what happen to them. My old foster mother said I was dropped on her front porch but she could've been lying. I never really put much thought into it.

When I was about 13 when I found jake. He was a runaway. I got kicked out of my foster home because of my foster mom. She thought I had stolen her jewlery but I didn't. It was this bitch named Riley. She was 16 and thee biggest bitch. She got whatever she want because she was the pretty one. With short curly brown hair cut into a bob, emerald almond shaped eyes, and sun kissed skin she was a beauty.

Im not going to lie she was my role model until I heard her talk. Her voice was the definition of annoying! It was like nails on a chalkboard.

Maybe I should go downstairs before all the coffee is gone. I cant really function without coffee. I slowly walk down the stairs dragging my feet. My hair was falling out of my bun making me blow it out of my face every few seconds.

"Hey Guys." I yawned going straight to the coffee pot.

  I didnt even pay attention to the people in the kitchen. They know how I get in the morning. I grabbed my cup off the counter and poured the coffee mid way.

My gay friend Camyron was yelling into his phone.

"Fredrick shut the fuck up! Im so tired of your voice! You hella irky for no reason! Boy shut up! Flips weave!" he yelled slamming his phone on the table. He got a new problem every day.

"Do I need to ask whats going on?" I asked sliding on to a bar stool.

"No! But I'm going to tell you anyway! That nigga got me fucked up thinking Ima be in an open relationship! He thinks he can fuck with me and then go and mess with his side hoes! Ummmmm....No boo boo. You got that wrong!" He yelled hopping up on the table posing with his eyes fluttering.