Expect The Unexpected

Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Evelyn. I'm just a normal everyday girl. I go to school, go to work, and then go straight home. My life isn't the best I guess you could say. My father died a couple years ago.. It still haunts me. My mother was a total wreck after his death. I miss him and I know she does to. But she's finally found someone else... Though he isn't really... I don't know how to explain him. He's very... violent... I really don't see what my mother saw in him. Maybe she's just desperate for attention..? I mean... I haven't been the same since he died either. I've been getting these really bad headaches at the same time everyday... Its weird.. I get these headaches around the time when he use to get home from work.. I don't know what to think. Well I believe i've talked enough...

I had just gotten ready for school. Its my first year of 12th grade. Soon i'll be out of here and can get away from the hell I call home. I mean... Don't get me wrong. I love my mother.. Its just my soon to be stepfather, Daniel. I can't do anything, I can't go anywhere but school, work, and home. Its rare I get to go to the store with them. I'm just glad I got my license before dad passed away.. So I can actually have a little more freedom...

I get into my car and drive to school. I can already tell this is going to be a long day. I'm not popular.. I'm quite the opposite... I don't play sports. I guess you could say i'm a nerd. Straight A student right here! At least thats one thing my stepfather can't yell at me for.

I pull up into the senior parking lot. Ugh i'm really not looking forward to this... I don't really have many friends. I have about... 3 real friends. The rest just use me for my smartness. Doesn't surprise me. I can't tell them to back off because then i'll get my ass kicked by a bunch of cheerleaders who say they are my "best friends" but also tell me i'm not pretty enough to be one of them. But oh well, i'm not really into any sports. I like music. I can play the guitar. I'm pretty good at it. My dad taught me somethings. Before he died he said he was going to teach me more. But... you know.

I walked into school, I had my little black bag that had cherries all over it. It was cute. I was carrying my journal that I wrote all my thoughts in when this guy ran into the back of me, knocking it out of my hands. It fell the the ground and all the papers fell out. Yeah it was old, I had to take good care of it, but now look at it... The guy noticed me, picking up the papers. He knelt down in front of me and started helping me "I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there" He apologizes over and over even though I told him it was alright. We put my journal back together. I didn't notice him reading one of my pages. It was a page I had written a poem like thing on. He looked up at me "You wrote this..?" I looked at the paper in his hand and gasped, pulling it out of his hands and stuffing it back into my journal. I mumbled quietly, slightly embarrassed "You weren't suppose to read that... This is my private journal.." He smiled "Oh i'm sorry. I just couldn't help it, I read the first sentence and couldn't stop.. You are amazing. You could turn that into a song." I shook my head "No no. I don't think so" I stood up, walking away" He followed me "Oh come on! I could help you!" I looked at him "I don't feel like letting people know about my personal life. Okay?" He stared at me in shock "Wait.. The girl in you poem thingy... She's you?" I mentally slapped myself across the face. I shook my head quickly, walking faster. "No. I didn't say that." He jogged a little to catch up with me, what is with this guy? "But you implied it. That would make a great song! Come on! At least think about it. Please?" I sighed "Fine. I'll think about it. But I have to get to class" I walked away quickly. I heard him yell after me "Wait! What's your name?" I turn around and stare at him for a moment "Evelyn.. My name is Evelyn Jackson" He smiled "Pretty, my name is Isaac Blacksmith." I smiled "Funny name" He laughed slightly "Didn't you have to get to class?" Shit he was right. I quickly ran down the hall. I didn't want to be late for my first day of school.

It was finally lunch time. I've been to 2 classes. 2 more to go. I have a friend in both classes so far. Thank god. I have 2 friends in my lunch, Sarah and Derek. I was talking to Sarah about that guy that ran into me this morning. "So he really wants to work that poem you wrote into a song?" I nodded "Mhm.." Derek chuckled "Seems like he wants to spend time with you" I rolled my eyes "I just met the guy today-" Thats when I heard my name get called. I looked back at the table behind us. There was a group of guys and in that group was none other then Isaac. Great he's in my lunch? "What?" He smiled "So are you going to work that poem into a song with me?" One of his friends spoke up "I heard it was amazing." My eyes widen "You talk them about it?!" He chuckled "No no! I just told them it was amazing and you could be an amazing songwriter!" I sighed "I don't know Isaac..." He pouted "Aw come on!" Another guy at the table spoke up "You could perform it at the talent show." I laughed slightly "And get called a depressed freak? No thank you." He tilted his head "Its depressing..?" I nodded slowly. He smiled slightly "Can I see it?" I shook my head "I'm sorry.. But its private." He nodded "Okay I understand" The bell rung to go back to class. I quickly got up, leaving before the group of guys could stop me.

School finally ended, I didn't have work to go to but my mother doesn't know that, so I have time to kill. Thats when Isaac and his posse came up to me "Evelyn! Baby!" I giggled and shook my head "Don't call me that." He chuckled "Sorry, just trying to sound like a big time producer" I rolled my eyes "What do you want?" He smiled "To know if you'll do the song now!" I sighed "You're not going to give up unless I do are you..?" He shook his head, smiling. I sighed, slightly annoyed and slightly amused "Fine." All the guys cheered. This was going to be a long day...