I wake up in my bed by the ringing of my alarm. Another day of school, another torturous day. I used to be a cheerleader and I enjoyed each and everyday of school. I quit after the accident, I just couldn't think of anything other than my parents. Sure, I had many friends before, I was even considered in the popular group and one of the "it" girls, but that all changed once I blocked the whole world out and stopped caring about everything. I had the best grades, and I guess I still do, only because I know my parents would want me to. So basically, I lost everything I once had.
But, a year after my parents left, I made a new friend named Val. She was a true friend, not like the ones I had before. The other ones that left me were only there for me in the beginning because I was a cheerleader. They were all about the popularity and they just couldn't handle me not being one of 'them". Though I'm not at all sad about what happened because I got to meet Val. She was there for me and she was my shoulder to lean on. She actually cared about what happened to my parents and she understood me better than everyone. I could trust her with my life.
As I got ready for school, I blasted up my music to try to block out the whole world. I usually did that in the mornings to refresh myself. Finally, after getting dressed, eating breakfast, and finishing everything around the house, I started to walk to school. And no, if you're wondering if I live by myself, I don't. I live with my uncle, though it would have been better if I lived alone. He's always out and drinking, getting drunk and then coming home maybe two times a week. But I'm happy he's rarely home, because when he is, he's always not himself. He gets too drunk and likes to bring up my parents' death to mess with me. Sadly, there's nothing I can do about it.
Luckily for me, as soon as I turn 18 I'm moving out of this horrible place. Before my parents died they left a will for when I become a legal adult. They had great jobs which is why my uncle wanted to take me in. He wanted to use the money that was given to me until I could take fully charge of it. He wastes a bunch on drugs and other useless stuff, and wishes a horrible accident would happen to me so he could receive all of the inheritance money. What a lovely uncle, hey? Yeah, I definitely feel the love.
When I get to the school, I stop at the entrance and sit on a bench by myself. I look up to the sky and sigh, wishing school would just end already. There's just so much gossip and I know people talk behind my back all the time. Rumours are I lost my parents and just went crazy and that's why I quit cheer leading and backed away from the "popular crowd". But that's not true, I did it because I finally realized that I could do better things than just gossip everyday and make fun of people. I wish people would just grow up and figure out that there's more to life than just sitting around and talking behind other people's backs.
Finally the bell rang. I got up from the bench and slowly walked into the school. But, weirdly, as I walked past the entrance, I could feel someone staring at me. What a creepy feeling. I turned around, and there standing a couple meters away from me was a guy. He looked at me intently with his crystal blue eyes. He had spiky black hair and looked to be the same age as me. But for some reason, there was something off about him.. he was different. I couldn't tell what it was, but I felt drawn to him.. Who is that?
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My Protector
RomanceAnna has always been distant, not willing to share anything about herself to anyone. She's not used to having anyone care for her or love her ever since the day her parents died. Being forced to move away and live with her uncle in Los Angeles is th...