My side of the story

Prologue




What would you do if your dad keeps going to and from jail? If he got out would you just forgive him or would you hold a grudge? What if your mom was incredibly poor but was trying her best to take care of you? What would you do? Because I sure have no idea what to do. What would you do if really dangerous people were after you? Would you run? Or would you stay to protect the only family you have left? What if you fell in love with the one who loves you unconditionally but is bad for you? Would you not be with him if it means his safety or would you stay with him to show him how much you love him? This is my story and how about we start from the beginning.













Chapter 1

" Angel wake up its time for school!" my mom screams from somewhere downstairs. ugh school who cares if I'm late I'm always late anyway. After grumpily getting out of bed I head towards my closet and pick out an outfit to wear. "are you up?!" Jesus women "im up" I yell back at her while yanking off my dark blue off the shoulder top and black shorts. I run my fingers through my light brown hair trying to untangle the mane that I call hair. Yanking on my black high heeled boots I begin to walk downstairs. As I turn the corner I see a note taped to the fridge that reads " angel- I have to go to work on an early shift today. I don't know when I'll be back but if I'm not back when you get home then can you run to the grocery store and get the groceries? I left the list on the counter thank you. also I'm so sorry there's some granola bars in the cabinets by the way. I will see you later on today. love you, mom" of course she has to work she's always working. I head over to the cabinets and pull out a granola bar from one of the boxes. Rummaging through the other boxes trying to see if there's anything else I realize that the rest are all empty. wow we really do need to go to the store. I look over at the time on the microwave and realize that I'm going to be late! shit! sprinting out the front door with my backpack on my shoulder, my granola bar clutched in my hand and my keys held in the other I quickly unlock my doors to my old blue and black mustang and hop in.




Finally I get there right as the warning bell rings. Grabbing my bag I get out of my car and put my keys in my bag along with my phone. Your probably wondering why I sound sorta rich from my car to my phone. well let me get one thing straight I'm not under any sircumstance rich. My grandparents got me most of the things I own like my car. Some things though I got myself using the money my boss at work gave me. Actually that would be plural seeing as I work multiple jobs. Anyways. It's surprisingly not empty yet there's a lot of people weird. I turn a sharp corner I ram straight into what feels like a wall. I hear an oof and fall back straight on my ass. ow that's gonna leave a mark. I look across from me to see a really handsome and unfamiliar boy. huh weird I know almost everyone here. Since I'm sitting here I might as well check him out i thought. So let's see he has black shaggy hair that goes to the tops of his eyebrows which are above a lovely shade of dark green eyes. Hmmm interesting lets see what he's wearing hm a leather jacket .check white button up shirt .check dark blue jeans .check old converse .check overall hotness score out of 10 I would give him a 10. After psychoanalyzing him I realize I've been staring a little longer than needed. So i dust off my pants while getting up and looking at him worriedly since he's groaning and holding his head. "hey are you alright?" I ask as his eyes snap up to mine "yeah. Yeah I'm fine just hit my head that all" mystery guy says grumpily I hold out a hand for him to grab and he grabs it while I pull him up with just a little too much force. He stumbles forward a little i wince slightly "oops ha sorry" "it's fine" I look at him and say "are you new because I've never seen you around here before" he looks me in the eye "yeah I'm new speaking of which do you know where room 303 is?" oh that's my room cool this should be fun smirking slightly I say with a confident edge "I'm in the same class and by the way mrs.Doyle's is a full on bitch if you get on her bad side. So I recommend that you don't also since it seems that we have a few minutes I'll introduce you to some people I know." he looks shocked for a moment (after I call mrs. Doyle a bitch)that a girl like me cusses at all. You see everybody thinks I'm too small to have an opinion and I used to get picked on a long time ago for that reason and plenty of others. But that's a story for another time. I turn around and do a florish with my right hand "and this way" Once I start walking down the corridors I start to point out the groups of our school and say when I hear him following me "they are the goths and the gays. They are awesome by the way their incredibly funny" The group that I'm previously pointing at are in the dark corner of the hall huddled up in a group with mostly black colors but there's always that one girl and guy who wear brown. I walk past their group while high-fiving one of them. The guy I high fived says in a low voice "sup angel you still going to the party tonight?" Oh yeah I remember Drew one of the jocks that I know is throwing a party tonight and everybody's invited. Its supposed to be a rager which they usually are. "Of course I'm going have you ever not saw me at a party?" I reply back to him with a little sarcasm. he justs nods his head in a nonchalant manner since were not doing anything we might as well leave. "I'll see y'all later on tonight" I then proceed to make my way to the cheerleaders. Their pretty cool I guess some are incredibly fake and some aren't. but their all awesome. Walking up to their group I do a little thing we invented for each other. Which would be by the way jutting my hand out and wiggling my fingers in their direction while saying hey. But the y is dragged out. As they do it back I walk past them while muttering to him "those are the cheerleaders if you haven't noticed." "yeah I noticed. Hey I never caught your name except for other people calling you angel but I don't know if that's a nickname or your actual name" he rambled on. It was kinda funny to see him all flustered looking. so to put him out of his misery of dying of blushing I reply back to him "yeah I'm angel. Angel storm" he looks shocked for a minute then says "well incase you were wondering my names forest Scott" "it's nice to meet you" nodding a little with a smile he says back "it's nice to meet you too. oh and I realized you have an accent where are you from?" "oh I'm from London England" he glances at me out of the corner of his eye when he thinks I'm not looking. "oh cool" "yeah. So next ill show you the jocks." I begin prancing gracefully to the pack huddled in the middle of the hall leaning against the lockers. I walk up behind my best bro friend and wrap my arms around his waist from behind. He turns around in surprise but then realizes that it's just me and hugs me back while saying "hi ang how you doing?" glancing at him and his friends I reply back "good I guess you?" "good good" Well since we're done with our little greeting I walk around him and fist pump all of my palls. They all mumble a hey or hey angel. Might as well introduce them to Forest and since they will most likely converse about football I think this will be a conversation that will put him on his status. Which of course would either be goths and gays,jocks,nerds or the bad assery group which I know bad assery isn't a word but that's what they are. That group would also be my group. "Guys this is Forest and he's new here. Forest this is my best friend Eric and some other palls. Which would be Noah,nick,asher,Aaron, and Grayson." They mumble hey's to each other and Eric's is the loudest. Nick asks Forest if he likes and can play football. And of coarse he says yes and they ask him to try out for the team. "Yeah that sounds cool when are tryouts?" "this Thursday at 5:00" Asher dismissively says that as if he memorized it. I decide to butt in "well we should be going I still have to show him some other groups the bell rings in -" I pause and look at Eric's white watch around his wrist "-7 minutes." I give Eric his wrist back and grab forests instead and drag him along to my group. he looks back at the jocks with a longing expression "I liked them" he even puts in the little pout "oh come on. you'll see them later trust me. So the next group will be the trouble maker group." He stares at the ground while shuffling and mumbled a Kay. We walk through the doors leading outside and i search the grounds for my group. I find them in their usual spot near the trash cans smoking and drinking. I tell Forest "if u don't mind smoke or drinking I recommend that you turn around now" he looks at me with a shocked expression while saying "I don't mind" I nod to him and continue walking to my gang. I see as usual mark and Ashley swapping spit, Bill and crystal smoking and Derek drinking a can of beer. They see me making my way over their and all wave and might I say a drunk wave. Well apart from mark and Ashley who are still making out. "Hey I just wanted y'all to know about the new student" I nonchalantly say to them as Crystal hands me a smoke and lights it. I take a big woof hold it in for a sarcoma then release it through the corner of my mouth. I expect bill to say something but surprisingly Derek does. He's one of those silent type people that at first you thought was mute. "Yeah yeah we know about him. it's good to meet you I'm Derek that's bill,crystal,mark and Ashley." "it's good to meet you too I'm forest." Right after he says that statement the bell rings signaling class will start in 5 minutes. So I stop whatever else they were talking about and say that we need to go to class. They agree and me and Forest begin to walk away. On my way to the doors I put out my cigarette on the pavement then stomp on it to make sure that it's fully out. And begin walking again. We open the door and make our way to our science class. We push past people and finally make it to out door. Right as we open the door the warning bell rings signaling that we were almost late. So hell is now beginning.






















Chapter 2

"Wow that was the worst history class ever" Forest complains as we finish our third period class."yeah I know mrs.Doyle's is horrendous" I reply back while gathering my stuff up from the desk. Turns out we're desk partners for the rest of the year. At least I'm with someone I know I hate getting sat next to somebody I don't know because then I have to go through all the effort of getting to know each other. To much work.