Remembering

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Chapter 2

It is the morning of 9th grade year. I am now the big freshman on campus. Well not really big or a man but you get what I am saying. High school is just another four years of embarassing times. While kids are going out on dates and having realtionships with eachother while I am here. Like an outsider. Like a nobody. Like a nobody who knows nothing...

My father is taking me to school today. I havent seen my mother in a week. I am starting to get worried but then my father says she is working. He says she comes home at night when I am sleeping, but I do not believe him. I do understand that she is busy but she normally is the one taking me to school not father.

Now that I think of it father and mother where talking about a new kid that came into town. I forget his name but all I can remember is mother saying, "I do not want Elena to be around him. He is dangerous and his family is going to have it in with The Counsel if they decied to feast on our land." Now I can't remember what brought the conversation up but all I know is that they have nothing to worry about. I have no friends, no life, and no relationship.

I sometimes think to myself if I had different parents what my life would be like. I would come home to a nice warm meal accompined by my mother AND father who would kiss eachother and then hug me so tightly I would feel like I am going to die of having not enough oxygen. But that is all way to simple. Life is too complicated for something like that to happen. I also feel that ------

"Elena, Elena, Elena!", father said.

"Oh, sorry father I was thinking about something." "Well what about?" "It was nothing really." "Tell me!" "Well...um... oh look I have to leave. Don't want to be late for the first day of school." "Elena don't go---" but his sentence was cutt off by my slaming of the car door.

While walking up to this high school pit of doom I was thinking about my thinking earlier on in the car. There was sonething on my mind. What was his name mother did not want me to be around? And while walking up to the main entrence door it came to me.

His name was...

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