The Roadie

#5 "flashback"

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Hey you guys! I'm so happy that you are reading my srory and I'm sorry that I'm sush a slow updater... this chapter will be a flashback chapter about Amanda as a 16 year old girl and her relation to one person that she met in high school and have lost contact with...

hope you'll enjoy reading this and leave a comment ot a vote if you like it (:

'So this is it i guess'i thought to myself as I walked in to the huge building that are going to be my new school.

I didn't wanna move, I didn't wanna change school but of course no one cares about what i think...

I've always hated school, mostly because I don't fit in any of the groups that every school has. I'm not cool, I'm not a neard, I'm not a hipster and so on. I'm just some kind of geek that no one wants to be with. Oh wait, I had one friend at my old school but now i can't see her because of the distance between us.

I walked in the hallway and tried not to care about all the looks everyone was giving me. It was hard because i did care, I've always cared. I care about everything and I hate it so damn much.

First class today is chemistry. Another reason to why i hate school is because i suck at pretty much everything in. My grades are worthless and i can't focus and sit still for more then like 5 minutes.

I took a seat in the back and hoped that no one would sit beside me but of course someone sat down there. A boy with a puke green shirt, loose, disgusting pants and crocs. His hair looks like it hadn't been washed in a week and he smell like unwashed body.

The teacher wakls in trough the classroom door and looks out in the class.

"We have a new student here today, she just moved here so be nice" the teacher stared. I tried not to get eye contact whit her but she caught my eyes and continued "would you like to tell the class something intersting about you?"

Òh hell no'i tought to myself but just answed as simply as "there is acually nothing intersting about me"

"Okey then, would you mind shareing your name?" the teasher said.

"Amanda, Amanda Jacksson" i said.

"Okey, hi Amanda" the teacher said " I'm Mrs. Richards"

The class come to the end and everyone left, including me.

In the end of the day i went to my locker to grab some stuff. I turned around and closed the locker when I saw someone looking at me. It was a guy with long, dark hair. He was skinny and kinda cute. I could feel myself blush and quickly looked away and walked out from the school building.

I't was nice and warm outside and i started my walk home. I walked slowly because I didn't really wanna get home. My home has never been a nice place. We moved so that we could have a fresh start but of course nothing changed. Mom kept drinking and dad kept going to stripclubs. I was the only thing that kept them from seperate. I opend the front door and stepped inside.

The smell of alchol hit me. I walked further in to the house and saw my mom passed out on the couch whit bottle of vodka in her hand. Cigaretts was all over the floor and 2 more empty bottles of vodka.

I went to the small dirty kitchen and checked the fridge with no luck. Empty as always...

I was to lazy to go and buy something to eat so I just went to my small room. My room was alredy a big mess but i didn't care to clean it.

I dumped my bag beside my bed and sat down on the floor resting my back aginst the wall. I closed my eyes and thought about that cute boy i saw erlier. His hair was perfect and he looked like a looner, just like me... I think I heard some other student call him Jeff so I guess that's what he is called.