Bad Blues

Chapter one: smoke and ashes

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Italics :
-used for normally when characters speak in their mind/thoughts
- for text messages between characters

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Dariens pov:
I never expected my life would change the way it did I often thought that my life would just be moments of loss and new experiences but it was always the same my childhood and my life now it's very strange to think about even in my late teens I feel like somethings missing or someone.....

Darien lives in a small apartment block in the streets of Boston where crime and violence is a centre around his life from small market visits to street fights thats the state that he lives in. abandoned buildings filled with lost memories of people long gone now he's in the middle of it all .Darien never visited his hometown anymore after his family moved on with their lives and so did Darien.

Night-wood academy is the college that he attends mostly when it's not boring he has his lessons as usually photography,and his English studies. He's often alone in college he doesn't really do well with other people he prefers being alone it suits him.

His classmates are often in groups
You have the smart kids wanting to do well , the downright assholes who just cause trouble with everyone, and the hippies /skaters no one gets on with them certainly not the main priority of school there known as the outcasts the rebels a society of people that breaks society rules and regulations
There the coolest.....well to Darien.

But with all people he doesn't really trust anyone that much to make a bond with them...

That's his life so far.
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The same day:

The bell rings waking Darien up from his everyday nap on his table in the exact same place everyday in English he brushes his hair out from his eyes as he looks up slowly studying his work as he bits his pencil between his lips.
"What was I on again" he questions again just before turning the page of his booklet of scribbles the drawings that where ripped out of his English textbook sighing before closing it and slamming his head to the table

"Shit my minds gone" he laid there silent for a few moments before a small tug on his hoodie.

He turns slowly as he realises who it is (kat) beaming her wide grin at him as he moves her mouth into a motion of quite words.

"Stop sleeping Darien your gonna fail if you keep nodding off like that" she says looking at him with now serious eyes.

He looks back at her with an  unbothered expression as he sighs while shrugging his shoulders and facing forwards again.
That is Kat she always loves to bug Darien on everything she always takes shit so seriously but that's her she always does I tend to just ignore her every time she talks to me.

Darien moves the hair out of his eyes again as it falls back on his face before the bell rings a second time signalling break and free period for most people including Darien.

The class gets up in a loud commotion as they exit the doors with Darien following behind placing the headphone around his neck to his ears drowning out the noise with his music.
His assignment was on expectations and goals and with Darien his mind was far from thinking about that.

The sun outside was blazing as the grounds of night wood academy was filled with noisy and angry people crashing into each-other and talking about random things the wind blew through the nearby trees leading out to the forest that was next to the school building towering the grounds.

A single figure with his back against a tree on the floor was Darien writing in his notebook or sketching as he calls it with his earphones blasting indie rock music as he drew away.
Dariens pov:
These time of the days are the best as i can think about everything clearly just me and myself my mind is not filled with bad....memories I'd rather think of nothing to be honest