Hope Neve Fades
Chapter One
Yum.. Ice cream is so . . .
"Boy you got my heart beat running away, beating like a drum and it's coming your way" Ah, such a nice song . . .
Wait! I woke up from my comfy bed. I glanced at my clock just to find it to be 8:30 AM. Shit, I'm going to be late! I quickly got up from my small, broken bed and ran to the bathroom. I hurried to wash my face and brush my teeth. Then, I threw on a random tee-shirt and a pair of jeans. On my way out the door, I grabbed my bag and slipped a piece of gum into my mouth. Leaving my miserable apartment, I pulled on my hoodie so that it covered my face. I lived in one of those dangerous neighborhoods. You know, where people are constantly getting mugged.
I locked my apartment and practically ran downstairs to grab my bike. Today, I didn't have the time to visit my little brother, Brat, who is very sick. At the moment, he is getting Chemical Treatment, because he has Level 1 Blood Cancer. Our parents abandoned us when I was only 10 and Brat was just a baby.
I mean, he was too young! I remember my mom use to hit me and scream at me for no good reason. On top of that, my dad was a drug dealer. They left with the money after Brat was born; leaving us alone in this broken apartment. Now, I'm sixteen and Brat is eight. I have three jobs and work on the weekend as a babysitter so I can pay for Brats treatments.
Oh yeah, my name is Diana. I have wavy black hair and big, round black eyes. My body is slim and I'm not too tall or too short. I'm also a freshman where I attend Wenston Public High School in California. And today, I'm fucking late. I already missed first period.
I quickly parked my bike, making sure to lock it with a chain and ran towards my locker. The halls were empty. I grabbed my second period books and hurried to class. I had Biology; my favorite subject. But, my teacher, Mr. Henson, is awful -Not to mention he hates me. I don't know why. I have good grades in every subject; including his. I mean, except for Math . . . It doesn't matter now, because the second bell rang as I quickly made my way into class. I couldn't be late, because then I'd get a detention and I cannot let that happen. I have a job after school and I have to see my brother . . .
"Thank God!" I stated when I entered the class. Mr. Henson hasn't arrived yet. i took my seat in my usual place in the middle row. My best friend Karla poked me from behind and I turned around to face her. "Hey, Karla. What's up?"
"Why are you late?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. Karla and I have been friends since the beginning of the year. She has straight, blonde hair, curves, blue eyes, and rosy lips. She's what every guy wants. And I'm what every loser wants. I'm just that cool.
"I woke up late," I began with an apologetic smile.
"Again?" She said a little loud. "Gee, I guess it can't be helped. Next time, I'll give you a call." She said with a sigh.
Just as I was about to say something, Mr. Henson came in and behind him trailed a boy. No, scratch that; Greek God. He was hot. His hair was a dark brown. He had green eyes and smoking body. All the girls were drooling over him. Except for me. Because I know his kinds, the hot mr.player who loves getting in every girls pants. And he looked older. I don't believe he's a freshman . . . He had that look that said, "Danger" It was all there; ripped jeans and a tight white top with the leather jacket over it.
"Okay, class. Let's calm down" Mr. Henson ordered. "This is . . ." He looked at the boy with a bored expression waiting for his name.
The guy looked at him " I'm Jake. I'm a junior and I failed Biology last year so I'm taking it over." He said in a deep , husky voice. Mr. Henson showed him his seat, which to no avail, was right next to me. Great! Now he would be my partner. I've now got this hot guy next to me who'll obviously drop my grades. Don't get the wrong idea perverts! I mean, the fact is right there. He's not going to do any work.
He started to make his way towards our table and I couldn't help but stare at his abs that were showing through his tight, white shirt. i have a thing for abs. im weird i know. "Hello," he said while waving a hand in front of my face. Holy crap! I snapped out of my trance. What was I doing? This was so embarrassing. I looked at him, only to find him smirking. But there was something deep in his eyes I couldn't know what it is. "Move," he said snapping me out of my space-out.
What? "Excuse me?"
"You heard me; move" His voice was harsh now. Who did he think he is to talk to my like that? I'll show him.
"And why would I move?" I said in a bored tone.
"Because, I said so" He replied calmly. And there was this feeling in the bit of my stomach. "Now. move"" He got closer with every word until he was at eye level with me. I looked into his beautiful green eyes and my heart started to beat faster. What the hell?
"Miss Wing, is there a problem?" Mr. Henson said, turning his big fat belly to look at me. "Umm, no sir; Jake was just on his way to his chair . . . Over here." I said politely, pointing to the seat beside me. Jake sat in the chair when I didn't move. I smiled slightly to my victory! Doing my small happy dance inside my head. I know I'm a retard.
He's not my boss or anything. Really, who does he think he is? Just because he's ho- What the fuck?
Suddenly Jakes hands were on my thighs, moving his hand towards my inner thigh. I looked at him and he was looking straight at the board and smirking. What was this jerk doing? he kept moving closer and closer . . . I grabbed his hand and whispered "Don't touch me!"
"No one disobeys me. This is pay back for what you did" He must be crazy! He began getting his hands into my jeans i began to panic until The bell finally rang, saving me. I slapped his hands and got up from my seat, hurrying towards the door.
"Thanks God!, He's such a jerk" I muttered under my breath. He's definitely crazy. Karla tapped my arm and stopped me. I turned and saw her giving me that look that said, "What's wrong?" I ignored it and told her nothing happened.
The day passed by quickly and I hadn't seen that jerks face. I swear if I saw it, I would for sure kill him. It was lunch time now and I made my way to the cafeteria, just to find Karla waving me over to sit with her. I bought some water and a sandwich. Then, I made my way over to her.
"Come and sit! I want to tell you about Austin" She said, smiling happily. Austin is her new Australian boyfriend whom she met last week in a café shop.
