Chapter One.

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Its already 7:55.


I have to be at school by 8:05.

Shoot me now. I was already slightly speeding on the back roads to get to Celestial Point, My new preppy ass school. I was already nervous as hell. I didn't need to be late on top of that. I can't let that show though. I mean, its high school.

You don't show emotion

I made a left towards the school, my mothers conversation with me replays in my mind.

FLASHBACK

"Vincent! Hurry up!

I shove my toothbrush in my mouth and brush furiously, trying to think of shoes that would match my  pants and a button down that was a bluish color, I think.

I had no clue, but I liked it and my mom got it for me so, win win.

I finally settle on dark brown boots as I rush downstairs into the kitchen, where my mom was shoving a plate of eggs and toast to my sister on the island. "Hey lil' Fill." I say as I ruffle her curled hair. She rolls her eyes at me and continue to scroll down Instagram, liking random pictures.

My mom hands me a plate myself, as I gobble it up, realizing how hungry I was. As I was shoveling the last bits of toast in mouth, I hear her clear her throat.

"Vincent, hunny."

I blink down at my plate. Every time she starts her sentence with those two words, everyone knows that shes about to go off in a lecture. I remember the last time she did that was when we had "The Talk." My sophomore year.

I shudder. Never again.

"Yes, mother?" I question. I look up at Felicity and she just smirks, then shrugs and leaved the room. I narrow my eyes.

That traitor.


I look over to my mom, her eyes soft and concerned. I mentally brace myself.

"You know I love you right?"

"Of course I do mom. I love you too."

She smiles and then narrows her eyes. "This year is going to be a fresh start. Finish high school, get into a good college, with a soccer scholarship hopefully, and make something out of yourself. No funny business."

I roll my eyes. I wish dad was here, he wouldn't do this, but he had to leave early for work.

But then I realize what I put my family through over the last two years, and briskly nod to her.

"Of course mom. I would never."

She smiles. and then nods. "At least your not skipping a grade like your brother, you would be in college in your first year back from St.Cecelia's." I chuckle and roll my eyes again, it must be a family thing.

"It's not like I'm behind in anything anymore. Two years in Rehab didn't stop my life you know."

She flinched, she hated the R word.

"Okay, get to school. I packed your lunch today but tomorrow you will have to go and get something because I have a big court case tomorrow. A murder trial!" She says giddy while handing me my lunch.

I laugh, sometimes I could swear she loves her job more then her own kids.

I kiss her goodbye and yell Felicity a goodbye which earns a,  "Have a good day loser." back.


I grab my bag and leave to school.

END OF FLASHBACK.


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