Veda

Kåeri

One year, & six months later,

Ever since I got rid of my demon, things got better. I had more friends, got better grades, and am confident for once in my life. The problem is that now everyone wants me to be friends with them - it's overwhelming! But I'm glad I don't feel like an outsider anymore.

Walking through the empty hallways of this school, I felt on top of the world. Finally, I wasn't an outcast. Suppressing my happiness almost made today impossible, but I'm here, and even if I'm broke, I feel successful. Everyone was constantly asking me to come to their parties. I've completely changed into a better person. I don't get the side-eyed looks from people anymore because now they can see who I really am- a good person who deserves to be happy and live well.

I didn't realize until I restored more of my happy memories, that my demon had taken hold of me more than I thought. To help the people in my vision, I use my gift. Now, I always trust my visions. I didn't really understand at the time that these visions were such a blessing, and somehow some way, they were gonna get me to the top. Not just the top student, but I'll be a star. I'll have my workers, my money, and my building.

If there's a way I can help, I do and I don't spend time mentally hurting myself over things I couldn't help. As I do my part, I cannot do anything else, and the rest of the world needs to see it, too. I was putting my full potential into school, and finally, I was happy.

I always felt empowered knowing each week, day, and month served a chance of beginning, knowing there were 4 more days until September began. Capri had promised me, if I had all A's by September 1st, he'd throw me the loudest party of the year. I had to make sure everyone who was considered cool was there. This party needed a lot of hype, not only that but I needed this.

I had to make sure I made it, I finally had friends, this year was going to be lit. I made sure Capri got 10 bottles, just for that night. 3 bottles of Patron, 3 bottles of Henny, and 4 bottles of Ciroc. Obviously, I purchased two bottles of green apple Ciroc and two bottles of peach Ciroc, my favorite flavors. I even got 4 boxes of Cheez-its, 8 bags of gummy worms, and 4 bags of pretzels to put in these three huge fancy bowls I got at the flea market yesterday.

Lucky my brother is 5 years older, and I get to enjoy these types of luxuries my sophomore year of high school, unlike him. I think that's why he tried extra hard to make sure I had a good time. He missed out on high school moments babysitting me. Just like me, for most of his life, he stayed inside the same 12x12 foot room, crammed, and not allowed to leave. He's the only one I had, the only one who ever seemed to worry. If it weren't for him I'm not sure id even be here today.

I twisted the lock on my locker and grabbed my crumpled-up homework from last night just before heading to my science class. Quietly I walked into the classroom since the class had already begun 15 minutes before my arrival. Everyone had to take a quick moment and individually look at me as I walked in, bombarding me with their stares. Lucky enough for me, she had been going over question 1 of last night's homework so I was able to quickly follow along, once everyone was done looking right through my soul.

Again, like always. I got everything right, so I excitedly turned it into the front of the class, before anyone else could turn theirs in before me. Then I sat back down, pulled out my notebook, and quietly began to work on tonight's homework. This is the reason I always get it right, I read, and read until I'm sure I'm right. You always need data to back up the facts, don't you?

Since I finished early, I grabbed my phone from my pocket and began listening to music until the bell rang. I turned on my favorite son and got lost in the soothing beats. Unfortunately, my music was up too loud that I couldn't even hear it, but Alana tapped me on the shoulder and let me know it was time to go home. I shoved everything off my desk into my black bag, then hurried out the door. I took the longer route so I didn't have to push past the large crowds. Capri was gonna be waiting for me to basically jump in the car.

Today he was going to perform, and with no demons, I finally get to enjoy it. He barely even had time to pick me up, but he managed to fit it into his schedule so that I could make it. He even grabbed some extra cologne and put it in the car, so that I could respray myself from being at school for 6 hours.

"I'm so excited! I can't wait to see how well you do this year," I called out running to Capri's car. Faintly I could hear my pants rubbing against each other over my heavy breathing.

First I went around to the driver's door, and gave Capri a quick hug, but he got out this time. He circled around the old rusted silver Chevy truck, then got into the passenger seat.

"Avi, you're driving today since you're so excited! You get to learn your way to this restaurant I'll be playing at!" Capri exclaimed adjusting his guitar in the backseat. Two more months until your birthday, you'll finally be 16, so that means you'll be driving me around now."

How hard could driving actually be? I mean I've always loved driving an ATV. When Capri and I would race I always came in first. I remember him being so angry or butthurt, young me came out in first.

I hopped right in, the car was already started, so I just pressed the break down so that I could shift gears. I checked all my mirrors, then my seatbelt, and I backed up out of the parking spot with no errors. Then I headed down an old country road. Capri must of let me drive because of how few turns this route took. The car made 3 total turns, including the turn out of the school, and the turn into the restaurant.

The car shook side to side as we pulled up, and when I tried to park I may have used two parking spots, but honestly, I did pretty well. I got there just in time. Quickly I sprayed myself down and hopped right out of Capri's car. He grabbed his guitar and handed it to me, so I carried it in as he grabbed everything else. This whole place was packed, shoulder to shoulder waiting for my brother. He's really doing his thing, starting to actually get recognized. I'm sure by next year he'll have a record deal. Hopefully a girlfriend, he's spending way too much time with me now.

**Life is always somewhere in the middle, never always bad, never always good. It's always somewhere in the middle... Avi was completely drowning, and now he's finally happy.... but what happens next?

** A question for my readers; Would you recommend this story?