The Bond

01

Wednesday, 11th of March, 2015

Wednesday, also known as 'hump day' would have to be one of my least favourite days. They insist on making us all be split into teams for two periods playing some stupid sport like soccer or football or some crap like that. For the people who aren't sporty, like me, this is total embarrassment and I would like to spare myself the pain of getting hit in the face with a soccer ball. I would honestly love to see my lazy as hell PE teachers get up and have a go. Thank god it's pissing down rain today. I head up to the library and take out my copy of 'to kill a mockingbird'. I find my little spot in the corner with all the beanbags and get stuck right into it.
"Hey Luna"
Oh Jesus here we go. Here comes the #1 dooche that the school has to offer. I decide to ignore him and his idiotic friends. His name is Neil Davidson by the way, total prick.
"Don't you want to talk today Luna?"
"Since when have I ever wanted to talk to you man whore?" They all laugh, I didn't think I was that hilarious guys but thanks.
"You're just so funny. Listen I heard that you have a secret stash of the stuff I like, if you catch my drift"
"I guess it's not so secret now. How about you go get your grass from somebody who actually cares about you"
"How about you stop being such a bitch for once in your life" he starts raising his voice at me.
"Shhhhhhh" I hear the librarian direct at us.
"How about you keep your damn mouth shut for once Neil. Listen, meet me at the river this afternoon at about 5 and maybe we can sort something out. Now please leave me alone, I'm almost dying from the smell of your hair gel."
He winks at me and walks away, thank god he is gone. I hear the bell ring for lunch and decide that it's home time in my mind. See when you're considered scary at this place you can practically get away with anything. I could literally set off a bomb and they would say one of the year 7 kids did it even though I have the button in my hand. Not many people at this school like me very much, they probably all think of shooting me at one stage or another. I dunno what I did wrong. Oh well, the people at the warehouse are better anyways. The warehouse is an abandoned warehouse, of course, where people like me go to hang out. It's got graffiti all over it and in the middle of nowhere. I practically live there. It's got free booze and a bed so fine by me. No I am not homeless, I just don't like my family very much. They all want me to be the next Kate Middleton, and that's just not me. One of my friends called Shark, which is a nickname, found me wandering the streets of Sydney. He's a very tall, buff guy who is about 21 and he is honestly like a brother to me now. I know it sounds scary him just finding me on the streets but it's not like I was any safer wandering the streets I guess. He showed me the warehouse about a year ago and now I barely go home. My parents think it's the 'rebellous teenage years' but I think of it as a lifestyle now.
It comes to 5pm and I'm here waiting at the river for some asshole to show up. I take out my camera and start taking some photos of all the landscapes that surround me. This is the only thing that I actually kept from my old life.
"Hello there Luna"
"Hello there fuckboy"
"No need to be mean, now how much?"
"Nobody actually said anything about letting you buy weed, I just said we could talk about it. Now seeing as I don't actually have a stash at the moment this whole meet up is completely useless and quite frankly I'm no-" I feel a tight grip clench my throat.
"You whore"
It gets tighter and tighter, I can't die this way, I want it to be epic, not by being chocked by a prick.
"You're dead now Luna"
"I don't think so mate" I hear an unfamiliar voice. What da hell.
The grip on my throat loosens and I drop to the ground gasping for air. I watch as a fight appears to be happening right in front of me with man whore and this other lunatic. Lunatic seems to be winning. Lunatic ends it with one final punch to the face and man whore runs away like a child being chased by the boggy man.
"Uh thank you random person but you do realise I was fine"
He turns around and looks at me with confusion.
"Of course you were fine, you weren't getting choked or anything."
"I. Was. Fine." I start walking away from this awkward encounter.
"Not even a simple thank you random girl"
"Not even one random boy"
I stick the finger up while walking away.
"My names Elijah by the way"

Yay for completing the first chapter, woo!
Hope whoever reads this enjoys, and is having a lovely day, evening or night wherever you are and I'll update as soon as possible!
- Jordan x
P.S. This book is purely fiction, do not get in cars with strangers. None of these events happened to me personally it's just the story line :)