Well, Rachel and I never met. Grade 10 is the worst year. Getting bullied. You might just want to give up. But as I thought of rachel almost everyday. That gave me the courage to not give up. And my Mom. As usual. Wasting money and getting mad at me everytime I talk to her or ask for money. So studying with a psychopathic mom in the house will not help you in anything. Well, I just kept studying. Sometimes I just couldn't put Rachel out of my head. And Im very unlucky for someone just stole my phone. Which the phone had her number, and I never get to talk to her. I wonder whats happening with Rachel now. Maybe he had a boyfriend already. Or sobbing for me not being at her side. Not sure. But I also met some girls in my neighborhood. But always thinking of Rachel will make me mad everytime they flirt at me. "Stop it! I have a girlfriend."
"Oh yeah? You sure she didn't leave you? Or maybe have another boyfriend?" And the girls giggled. "Shut up. You don't even know her."
"Well, tell me if she dumped you. I'm always available." She winked and the other girls laughed. I hate everytime this happens. Well, this is my year. But having friends on school is great. But their not the friends everybody wants. My friend's name is Michael. He is always being bullied for acting like a kid. Actually, his an advanced student. He is supposed to be grade 8 yet he is already grade 10. Well, being in this school for long that my schoolmates never bullied me. Like Leo and his gang. But that doesn't mean that we were friends already. He just snobs me everytime I pass by him. Like I'm already a broken toy and he wants a new one. Then, of course my mom stopped gambling and got a temporary job as a sales clerk. Not sufficient for my school fees and my allowance every day. That's why I help her find a job in the internet. Which she failed everytime we found one. We are loosing stuff. One by one. Selling them to get more money for my education and the electric and water bills. We also sold Dad's most precious car. Mercedes-Benz's comfort ride, model: brabus. Well, weird name for a model. But it really is a comfort ride. Old but great. Now that the house felt empty, I only just watch TV the whole afternoon. By the time I finish my food. My mom told me to sleep already. I followed her. After I fake sleep, my mom went outside the room. I slightly opened my door and I saw her came to her room. After a few minutes she went out dressed and ready to go. As she passed near my door I closed it as I fast as I can and at the same time quietly. She didn't notice me. That was a good sign. Of course she already went away. Everytime. But I never thought of following her. Either now. So I just slept.Dreams start to come clearly. Like the memories of Rachel and I(even if it was just a while). But the better the dream the more nightmares overwhelm it. Like dad dying because of Rachel(doesn't sound true). And Mom having a sex mate right in our house, in her room(so impossible). Then I suddenly heard a bang and woke up. I scratched my eyes to look clearly on the time. And it was already midnight. I heard giggling outside. Must've been Mom. But why the giggling. I don't want to find out. As soon as she discovered that I knew her "privacy" she would grab a spatula and smack it in my face(ouch). So I just slept. The giggling sounds got near. Like almost in front of my room. Then it stopped maybe in my mom's room. Then the giggling faded.
I woke up with a start. When I came downstairs in the dining room for breakfast I saw it wasn't there. So I went back upstairs and knocked on my mom's room. Then she opened, she seemed in panic. Pretending to look like nothing. "Oh-Uh, hey honey food in the refrigerator, just heat it up bye!" Then she slammed the door in front of me. Something must've happened in that room. Or SOMEONE is in the room and Mom doesn't want me to find out. Well I can find it out of course. Mom can never hide stuff from me. As I heated the pancakes on the ref. I ate quickly and ran to the attic(yes, we have one). Then, as I came in I went looking for the right floorboard and making sure that the dusts wouldn't come down on mom's head and got curious. "There we go." I said as I lifted the floorboard using my flat screwdriver and sticked it in the opening. Like a can with a hook in it for easy opening. As I lifted the floorboard and wiped the floorboard so that no dust come down. I peeked and saw someone. A guy talking to my mom. "Don't worry, his not allowed to come in here. He's not going to see you."
"Dammit, what if he will?"
"No chance."
"You sure about that?"
"Yes."
Was he the sex mate in my dreams? Cause he definitely looked like the guy. Could my dreams come true? I don't know. I mean, I don't have powers, that's impossible. Well, if this nightmare came true, then how will Rachel kill my dad in the first place? Rachel and I barely had days together. So how come she can have time to meet my dad? Well, maybe some nightmares come true. The Rachel-killing-my-dad part doesn't seem so true. From all the thinking. I didn't realize that My mom is about to go out. So I rushed downstairs. I was halfway down, and when my mom was downstairs. She saw me 3 feet away from the doorstep to the attic. "What the hell did you in that freaking attic?!" My mom said as she glared at me. "I'm checking on old stuff. Stuff that we can sell." My mom went on a furious look, but in time she came back to her normal self. "I'll go to work, wait for the bus to pick you up, and by the way. If your sneaking up on my room make sure not to do it now." My mom said and glared at me again "ye-yes I won't." Then she came out of the door, and the feel of relief washed over me. So what should I do? I can't just let that stupid guy get out of the way. I have to do something. Just don't know what. Before I thought about doing it. I changed into school attire and make sure that everything is packed in my bag. So as I think again. What will I do with that hell of a guy? Just walk out in front of him? Well, I have to think of a way. So I did what I did what I thought first. I walked just right in front of him."Hey." I said. "Get out you son of a witch." He told me as he threw me a pillow, a lamp and one of his shoes, then he ran away. Well, nothing bad happened. As I heard the bus beeped outside, I ran for my things and ho in the bus. After that day I walked my way home. If Mom knew what happened I'll be dead by now. Then here we go. She's just waiting outside the door. Staring at me like what part she could chop first. " Noel John Donson." She said aloud. "Your in a very big trouble."
"What the hell did I tell you a while ago?!" Her eyes widened at me. "Repeat it!"
"That I shouldn't go in the room."
"And what did you do?!"
"I . . . Came in."
Then she smacked me on the face with a spatula so hard my left cheek got purple. "You never changed. You still on with that freaking stuff. And you made it worse by having a sex mate. You think that's making your life better?!" I shouted at her. Which is a bad idea. Her eyes widened in shock and turned to anger. And she smacked me again with the spatula and dragged me outside the house. "Never. Ever thought of coming back." She said as she kicked me outside and slammed the door. I keep banging the door but she didn't opened. Well, I shouldn't have messed with that guys in the first place. I thought, and walked away in the house. I never thought my life will end like this. In the side street sleeping. Well, game over. My life ends here. I slept, and I can feel my head spinning. Like my nightmares happened the same. Mom having a sex mate and Rachel killing Dad(as what it said in the newspaper) but I never got glimpse of the time. Then I woke up in shock. And in complete sense I was in my bed. I walked out of the room and go downstairs. No food. Can I repeat time? Since one wrong move and everything will change(I believe in that). I went back upstairs and knocked on Mom's room. And still the same. She opened the door and panic washed over her. "Oh-Uh, hey honey food in the refrigerator bye!" Then she slammed the door. And I was completely shocked to think. I just came back from the past. But I need to control it. Cause I don't wanna go back the same day of my entire life. So Heated up the pancakes and ate it, quickly ran in the attic and lifted the floorboard. Saw the same and came down. But this time I came in time. "Honey if you want to see the surprise just don't go in the room yet." She said and waved me bye. Now this is the part that I have to change. I guess I should do nothing. So I changed into my school uniform and checked on my bag and waited for the bus. The driver saw me and opened the door. Maybe a few meters away from home I told the bus driver to stop. "You sure buddy?" He said and gave me a smirk. " Yeah, don't bother me." So he opened the door. And I hid beside on one of the cars in the pavement. And in a few minutes I saw the guy. Making his way out. He just walked,and I followed him. Then in complete shock he was just in the same village. So I can just see him everytime I want. Well no time I ran and stopped to catch my breath and repeated the step on my way to school. I came in the classroom. Covered in sweat. "Having a work-out Donson?" Leo said and everyone laughed. The teacher did a quiet gesture and after that looked at me calmly. "Your late." well, that's fine with me. Other than being smacked by a spatula and get kicked out of the house.
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The seventh wheel
RandomThis is about a kid who is going to a new school and trying to survive all the cruel things his classmates and schoolmates have done In his new school, and two friends will help him in his hell-of-a ride adventure. With the help of Rachel and some g...