Scars

CHAPTER # 1

          I widely open my eyes as I hear a gunshot coming from my neighbors house.

       " Mom" I yelled. THUMP THUMP THUMP! I heard it coming closer and closer.

     " Who's there" I say with a scared face. I started getting goosebumps on my arms and legs. I felt some coldness on my feet. I looked and hid under my blanket with a little hole in it to see if anyone's there. As I did that something pulled my blanket off. I closed my eyes. My heart started beating fast even faster and faster.

          " Honey, come and eat breakfast" My mom yelled from the kitchen. I opened my closet and grabbed a crop top, a flannel shirt, black high wasted pants, my pair of vans, and a bandana.

      " Honey the foods going to get cold." I ran down the stairs.

      " What are we having?"

       " Waffles and milk."

        " Yum."

       

         " So how's your life?"

      

          " Well I got to go bye mom."

          " Bye sweetie." I didn't even want to answer my moms question. why does she even care. She is always working. She doesn't even care on want I do. So I haven't told her that I'm a Chola yet.

       " Hey beautiful."

      " shutup Matthew."

    " why should I if u are beautiful."

   " you don't remember my name huh."

  " yeah I do."

" what is it then."

" um.... Samantha."

" Now call me that not beautiful."

" Aren't we dating."

" Fake dating so u can get your fucking girl."

" Why did you say like that?"

" Cause I hate her. she so rude."

" Is it because I'm in love with her."

" no of course not, I just told u why stupid." OK maybe I do like Matthew, but he's also my best friend. I shouldv'e just told him faking dating that's my first scar I'll never forget.