Son of a Winchester

Chapter 1

Grant's Point Of View

"Wake up shit face." I heard Kyler laugh I felt a hard punch to my shoulder.

"Buzz off!" I yell.

"School. Get dressed before she gets on your ass." Axel said as he nudges my shoulder. I groan and sit up as I look around the room. Three bunk beds are sat up in our room, one on each side of the small room and a bunk in the middle wall. Axel and I share the bunk on the left of the room, Gavin has the bunk in the middle, and Kyler and Evan share the one on the right side of the room. Gavin is the oldest at 17 years old, Kyler is 16, Axel and I are 15, and Evan is 13.

Gavin has black hair that is cut short and blue eyes, he is 6 feet tall and a muscular guy. Kyler is also pretty muscular with short blonde hair and blue eyes, he is 5'11. Axel and I are both 5'10, he had dyed blue hair when he came here but they shaved it off, and brown eyes. Evan is a mixed kid with buzzed brown hair and brown eyes, he is 5'7 and skinny. I have dirty blonde hair, green eyes, and am pretty muscular. My hair is cut short on top and buzzed on the sides.

I got up and went to Axel and I's dresser, I have two drawers and he has three because he has more stuff than me. I picked out a plain black T-Shirt with blue jeans and a red flannel. I slipped my black and white vans on with some black socks and fixed my hair.

We live with our foster parents in a 4 bedroom house with 2 bathrooms. There are currently 5 boys including me, and 3 girls. The girls names are Jaycee 14, Carrigan 16, and Kayla 16. Which means they get over 4K+ a month for all of us.

Our foster parents are retired Army and wife of Army. We are expected to make our beds in the morning and do chores so after I got done getting ready for school I did. Then I headed to the kitchen to get a granola bar and a water for breakfast. "Kids!" I heard our foster mom, Sheila, yell as she walked in the kitchen.

Everyone came downstairs a minute later and stood in front of her, me standing in the back away from everyone else. "We are getting two knew additions to the home. They will be here after school, who is off work for today?" She asked.

"I am." Carrigan said.

"Me too." Axel said.

"I want you two to show them what we do and tell them our rules." She said. Carrigan and Axel nodded and I scoffed. Don't they have enough kids in this house already?

"Do we have a problem Grant?" She asked.

"No ma'am." I smile at her.

"Alright. Get your chores done then off to school." She said and we all nod. I have dishes and then I'm okay so I quickly washed the dishes and waited for everyone else to be done.

Their income basically comes from us. They get money from the state for being foster parents plus the money we earn from our jobs because they get our checks and all we get from it is 50 dollars each. Even if we get 300 dollars on our check they give us 50 and pocket the rest.

I went up to the room while I waited for Axel to get done, I'm mostly waiting on him because we leave a few minutes before everyone else to do flag detail for our school and the JROTC department. We are all enrolled in JROTC for one of our electives because our foster parents want us to be disciplined and good leaders.

Our whole lives are controlled by these two as long as we live under their roof. I got moved in here five months ago and I hate it, although I do like the JROTC class.

I grabbed my small box of little things I've picked up along the way and other things. I grab the picture of my parents. I don't know their names, where they live, if they are alive, and I've never met them. I was left in a diner bathroom a few towns over cold and hungry. They obviously didn't want me, the only things I had on me when I was left was a thin blanket and a picture of a brunette woman and a guy with dirty blonde hair and green eyes, I look a lot like him.

"Hey, I'm done, let's go." He says and I nod, putting the picture back in the box where I got it and grabbing my book bag. We basically ran out the door and to school so we could be there in time to meet Sarge.

"You're off today aren't you?" Axel asked when we decided that I had won the race that was started.

"Yeah but I wasn't going to get the job of showing some kids this shit hole." I said.

"Well, have fun." Axel smiled. 

"I will, I'm going to go chill out with some friends and then do something until I have to be home." I told him.

"By something you mean smoke." I nod.

"God I wish I didn't have to go home after school." Axel groaned.

"You shouldn't have volunteered yourself." I nodded.

"They already knew, they have our schedules written down. I'd probably would have gotten  stuck showing them around and helping them get a job anyway." He said, kicking a stray rock into the road.

Axel is like my best friend, ever since I got here we've been close. "How's your grades, we are getting close to reports."

"I've got an A in JROTC, a B in Geometry, a A in English, and a B in Science. I'm good. You?"

"A's in all." He smiled.

"You're gonna go to college and be rich someday." I told him, he's super smart.

"You can to." He said.

"Nah, I hate school. I'm not gonna go back after I graduate. School isn't for me. I'd rather go be a mechanic or join the Military." I told him.

"Those aren't bad careers." Axel nodded.

After we did flag detail we walked back to the JROTC classroom and waited for school to start. I have JROTC first block, then Geometry, then Science, and then English. After school I met up with a few guys and got into one of their van. Their names are Cayson and Parker. Cayson is the driver.

"So, I have some gas." Parker smiled.

He lit it up and we parked the van somewhere in the woods, blasting music and chilling. "My dad is making me get a job." Parker groaned.

"My mom and dad are going away on a business trip." Cayson said.

"Cool." I said, taking a hit and passing it on.

After we were done we were hungry so we stopped at a diner and sat down, I ordered a hamburger with French fries and a pie, Cayson ordered the same, and Parker got a BLT with extra bacon. We ate and talked for about an hour before leaving and deciding to chill in the van and listen to music some more. I feel nice. I'm used to being stoned so I don't really get bad. I just feel very very nice.

I looked down at my watch and realize it's past my curfew, 10 o'clock. It's really been that long? Time flew by.