Different

I was walking on the sidewalks to my house from school with my two best friends that ever lived, Katelynn and Blake. I call Katelynn, Kate, for short. Kate is in to school activities and extra stuff like that. She's in student consul, honor society, and many other things. Blake and I are only in the honor's society, we don't really care about the other stuff. Blake, like us, is not very athletic. The only sport we do is speed skate and even then we only do that at a certain time of the year. Oh, and I'm Ricky, I'm just like the "nerds" I mentioned.

One big thing our group (Blake, Kate, and I) have in common is we're a little different from the average teenager, we don't fit in, and we're the odd one out. We look like we would fit in but our personalities are so different their is to big of a barrier to break between us and the "sames" as we call them.

"Hey guess what?" Kate asked as we walked along the bumpy sidewalk, past the candy store filled with children.

"What?" I answered.

"Your not going to do anything stupid like usual, right?" Blake joked, Kate just glared then smiled.

"I decided that this year I'm going to sign up for prom queen!" Kate screamed, but Blake and I just store at each other.

"I don't think your gonna win, no offence." Blake said, he's the brutally honest kind of guy. I glared at him, but even though he says really weird and sometimes mean things to us. We still love him (as a friend) and we know he loves us (as a friend).

"Blake watch what you say, or I will hurt you." I told him.

"What just being honest, like come one. Why would anyone vote for her, me, or even you! We're just to different like we always say." He said back,

"What I think he's trying to say is don't get your hopes up. We're not Sarah or her posy so we won't have lots of votes, If Blake and I also signed up for prom queen or in Blake's case King." I said looking at Kate.

"Yeah, exactly. Ricky took the words right out of my mouth." Blake answered,

"I guess your right, guys, but to me it's worth a shot." said Kate.

"I think it is to, I wish you all the luck." I said smiling at Kate.

"Me to, I was just looking out for you. Sorry if I kind of got your hopes down." Blake added.

Kate told him it was fine and we all said our good byes and I walked into my house. I saw Mr. Pickens on the couch, reading the newspaper. Then threw the glass door windows in front of the office Mrs. Pickens at her desk organizing papers.

Mr. and Mrs. Pickens are my adoptive parents, my mom pasted away after she had me and my dad...well he left me at the orphanage when I was 2 weeks old. I don't know why either, he must of hated me after 2 weeks because he just HANDED me to the orphanage for a reason they wouldn't tell me behalf of my father. I never want to see him, ever, not after that. Not after he HANDED me to the orphanage, voluntarily. For the next 13 years I went to orphanage to foster to orphanage. Then the Pickens adopted me. It's be almost 3 years since they adopted me. They have been so nice and not very pushy towards me, they said I was the perfect child for them because I was independent but not so independent that my life would a bid hide and seek game for them. They also said that I was good company and that they would love and care for me. Which is true, I love them more than anything, but I can't call them Mom and Dad. I can't call anyone that, except my dead mom. And for my dad, well he doesn't deserve to be called that. But that's the only name I know of him.

"Hello Ricky, how was your day!" Mr. Pickens.

"It was good, Randy. Thanks for asking." I answered.

"Okay but Ellen and I need to tell your something about your dad, we'll tell you when she's done." Oh great, my dad probably wants to see me on my birthday, yay :/ .

"Tension much?" I fake laughed while he smiled, "Just kidding."