Heartbreak of a Teenage Mind

Comtemplation

 You don't know who Bryce is but you soon will.

Chapter 6

( Bryce POV)

I remember the first time I had met her. She had made a fool out Bazza, but I guess he already was a fool. What kind of moron can't even steal a t-shirt even if it was just for a dare. I thought that girl was going to tell the cops or something but she had just flung the t-shirt at him and made him go red, something I had never seen anyone do to him.

"Hey Bryce, stop day dreaming and get the hell over here" Jesse motioned towards me. Jesse was the sort of girl who looked like a push over who only hung out with us just for the image yet she had earned her place just like the rest of us boys. We were the Rugrats and nobody pushes us around not even The Kids.

Damn those Kids were annoying. They hated our guts and we hated thiers. They were probably our biggest enemies. I had heard the chick, Shelby, was one of them but I hadn't seen it so I'll have to wait to be sure, like I cared if she was though. And anyway, everyone knew you couldn't become a Kid unless you practically shared the same mother.

I wandered over to Jesse and the gang. They were talking about what to trash after school. It had become an obsession of ours to destroy trees and leave our tags on them. There hadn't been any evidence to take us down yet. We kept doing it because the 'hobbie' thrilled us each time we found a new tree and trashed it. Everyone in this town loved there nature especially their precious little trees.

"There's this massive tree in the Mackensie's block that would be great to tear shreds out of." Bazza said enthusiastically. He was always the one to suggest big jobs that were way to impossible to do. He was the youngest out of us and the most energetic, you could say. He had come from a family who didn't give a rats ass what he did.

"Of course, we'll just go and right a head and destroy the mayors tree because that wouldn't be dumb and reckless" Sarcasm is what comes out Ryan's mouth the majority of the time. He treats us like little kids because he's the oldest and 'more experienced'. He is practically our group leader, even if he is a bastard at times. Yet he's the one we look up to because he's the one who practically saved us.

I went to sit next to oliver under the tree he was leaning on. He passed me his smoke and I took it willingly. I handed it back and listened to the now progressed argument between Jesse, Bazza and Ryan. We were suppposed to be in third period because the lunch bell had just gone except who could really be bothered to go to class?

"Oi you!" A voice other than any of ours growled at us. We all turned to look towards the school and saw the principal come storming towards us. His face was red and he looked pissed. We all just stayed in our positions waiting for the fat, balding man to slowly come to us.

"What do you hooligans think you're doing?" His high pitched voice screeching to an inaudible sound.

"Um besides from going deaf, we're talking. What else does it look like?" Ryan replied with a nonchalant look on his face.

"Right thats it I've had enough, all of you get to my office now!" His face went redder with every bellow. We were always in his office for something but this time he looked deadly serious.

"Wait Mr Carleton! What have these children done?" Came Roney's little voice. She came patting over to us. Roney was probably the best teacher there was. I know its weird to say so, except everyone agrees. Its the fact that she's not exactly like a teacher. She is in the same way that we learn from her but she treats us like adults and individuals who have thier own right to speak their own mind. She says we don't learn from her but from ourselves but I wouldn't learn anything at all if it wasn't for her. The only problem was that all the teachers disagreed with her and so she was probably at the bottom of the school.