Teenage love affair

Chapter 1

Why? It's the most important question anyone could ask and the most annoying, especially when a toddler asks it thousands of times for no apparent reason. Most people want to know, why do people even live if they are going to die? Or at least that's what I want to know but no one knows the answer to it.

"Lori, you're going to be late for school. Get up!" my mom Mae James said.

"I'm up!" I hate mornings. I am more than half way through the school year and it is terrible, so excruciating. I jumped out of bed and looked through my closet to find a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I end up getting my old, ripped, light blue jeans and black Paramore t-shirt. I ran to the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair. Then, I went down stairs to eat breakfast. My mom made pancakes and sausage; I sat down and looked around confused.

"Where is Todd?" I asked my mom as she put a plate in front of me and sat down in front of her own plate. Todd has been MIA a lot lately. He's fifteen and already has been caught smoking pot and in the detention center twice. Once for smoking and the other time for underage drinking. But even with that he still is amiable to my mom and I. That's mostly why my mom cuts him some slack and also because of my parents divorce two years ago. Now, my dad wants nothing to do with us. My mom and the police believe that he's acting out because of what happen with my dad but I don't think that's true. I think he has always been this way just now he started slipping up. He was going to start slipping up eventually but it is kind of convenient that he did now. Is it really a coincidence? I don't think so. But its none of my business.

"I don't know. Maybe he's out with his new friends. I'm surprised he isn't having breakfast with us because even on his worst days he still does," My mom said as she put syrup on her pancakes and then handed it to me.

I poured some on mine and looked at her. My mother has dyed dark brown hair and is pale, just like me. She always wears light pink lipstick and light sparkly blue eye shadow. I wish I was as beautiful as my mother. I do have dark curly brown hair and I hate it. It looks way better on my mom, I want to dye it bright red but my mom wont let me yet, I have to wait three more weeks. I'm not too concerned about my looks, I just think my hair would look nicer red.

"He'll be here soon, I promise."

I hate seeing my mom so worried. I wanted to say don't get upset because he is probably going to do this a lot more often but I couldn't. I didn't want to hurt her more. We finished the rest of our breakfast in silence.

"You better get going, you don't want to be late." my mom finally said.

I nodded and went to the door and picked up my bag and put on my shoes. I waved bye to my mom as I walked out the door.

　

"Hey, what's up?" my best friend Lexi Stewart said.

We have been best friends for ten years and she is the perfect example of a typical teenage girl. Boy crazed. Some how we still are great friends even though we are very different.

"Nothing. Why are you dressed like that?"

I never saw her wear a dress to school before. She loves dressing up but she doesn't wear dresses to school only skirts. Its sixty degrees outside, which is normal for spring but she shouldn't be wearing a hot pink, knee length dress and black stiletto heels.

"What? It's not cold out I can wear this." she said, with a smile on her face.

"Okay. Who is he and why didn't you tell me about him sooner?"

I knew there was a reason for her dress but it was her smile that tipped me off.

"Okay. His name is Damon Carter; he's the new kid in our grade."