I drew in a cold breath of air as my first day of my last year of high-school began. was i really ready for this? i went in to my new locker, painted sea-foam green just like our school colors, sea foam green, with dark blue, we were the highrise sea turtles, and to be honest, i would have rathered anything better. but its not fair is it? its never fair. life is never fair. when they took my dad away to war when i was 7, he was killed 3 years later, due to an explosion, and my mom, who has horrible depression, as we live in a two bedroom apartment, with my only pet, my box turtle. my dad got it for me when i was just 6.
i walked up the stairs of my highschool, with my tan bag, hanging down low on my lower back. my dark brunette curly hair hanging down, i wasn't the happiest but i sure as hell felt sexy today, i wore black skinny's with a blue pull over sweater blue converse and just mascara and eyeliner for my makeup.
i opened the familer doors and walked down the hall, watching the jocks and thier girlfriends, the smart ones in the library and a few potheads before i got to my locker, as i opened it i put in my books that i needed and closed it , my first period was just phys ed. so i grabbed my stuff and headed to the door to get ready for it.
i couldn't help but glance up to a guy with dark brown hair that was longish that he swept to the side as he moved his head, he wore a striped blue and white shirt with jeans and some Osiris shoes, i bit my lip as i walked by him and smelled his after shave, this boy is new. he is going to get snatched up so easily.
"morning, melody." ms.Turner spoke with a high cheerful tone
"Morning" i mumbled as i walked past her, getting dressed for gym.
after i was done gym i had a free period, so i decided to sit outside, the day warmed up a bit, Canadian weather is liike that.
i sat down at a bench by a tree when i noticed the boy again, with a sketch book in one hand and a pencil in the other, drawing away. jesus Melody, just go over to him. you are almost 18.
i went and sat over to him on the bench peeking over at his sketch book, he was drawing where i was sitting, with a girl? was that me?
"Hello? I'm Melody, i think you are new here, right?"
"haha, yah..i am, I'm Marcus"
I'm so bad with names. i had to remeber this name.
"marcus marcus marcus marcus marcus marcus marcus marcus marcus marcus" i whispered under my breath. i have to remember this name.
"yah that's my name don't wear it out" he smiled, god hes cute. i barely know him but still.
"what were you drawing?" i asked out of curiosity, and because i wondered who she was on the paper
"well, i was drawing the tree and bench and that bricks of the school, you sat down and, you're too pretty to not put in this picture." he looked up at me with green eyes his hair just covering half of them, he swept his hair to the side with one movement of his head.
i blushed. really bad, he giggled.
Through out the rest of the day i couldn't stop thinking about him, his drak brown almost black hair, green eyes, how tall he is, and his best personality.
"you're to pretty not to put in this picture"
that thought kept me so happy through out the day, before i knew it it was time to go home.i grabbed my homework from my locker and headed for across the street to the big apartment building, my Happiness suddenly got sucked right out of me, i got pulled back into my fucked up place i called life.
I hit the elevator key with my thumb and waited for the doors to open impatiently, when they finally did i sighed and stepped in, pressing the 8th floor button i waited with the crappy elevator music. then a ding, i stepped out onto my floor and went to the end of the hall, the third from the end of the hall on the left. i turned the key and stepped in, breathing in the scent of lavender my mom uses when shes stressed.
"Mom? are you home?"
i checked the counter and felt relived to see the 2 anti depressant pills i put out for my mom was taken with the whole glass of water.
"yah honey, i'm in the office"
my house sounds big i know but it isn't. our kitchen and living room are separated by a break fest bar, down a short hall we have two bedrooms and a bathroom, then a side room we use as an office,that's it.
i placed my bag down beside the computer tower and looked at my mom, she had brown eyes with brunette hair tied back in a bun. she was in track pants and a pink tank top. searching on google for some new recipes.
"did you buy the meal worms for sherm? he needs some, hes only been eating lettuace lately"
my mom looked up from the computer
"no, but moneys on the table for his meal worms, along with extra money in an envelope for something special." she winked
i walked out of the office to the coffee table curious as to what it was for, i saw the ten dollars for Sherm's meal worms and a white envelope, i took them both and went to get my keys,
"mom i'll be back! i'm taking the car"
"okay sweetie, have fun!"
i rushed out of the house to the elevator where i pressed the button and when i got in pressed the button to go down to the garage.i went to our white ford escape my mom got used for no payments even though it was a 2010, it was still on the market for a lot of money.
i got in the drivers side and finally opened up the envelope that had my name on it written in what looked like dads writing, i opened it a read it carefully
Melody:
this is if i never make it home, i told your mom to give it to you as an early present from me, if you got this, I want you to stay strong. for i am watching you, what is in here is for whatever you please, Mom agreed it didn't matter what you got. but i want you to know, i love you, I'm waiting for you
lots of love
dad
p.s. i know its not a lot, but it's just for you to have some fun with.
I opened the rest of the envelope and counted all the colored money, over 5000 dollars was in it. i was in tears and had to wait 10 minutes until i stopped crying, thank god for water proof mascara and eye liner. i turned the key and the escape rumbled with life. i put the 10 dollars in my jean pocket, my mom didn't need to pay for it.
