Aleks P.O.V
My mind swam with thoughts as I felt my weight shift. The ice cracked and I fell through. Above me, I heard faint yelling and thrashing. But I didn't really care. I hurt everyone around me, and I'd rather not do that anymore.
How... How did I end up here? I was doing fine, when I moved in with my friends in Colorado, at their house. After moving from Russia though, everything just...
Started crumbling down.
Water filled my lungs, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the cold darkness to consume me. I heard a loud splash as warm memories started to flutter in my head.
--One year flashback--
A loud beeping noise started to seep into my head, forcing and stirring me to wake up. I groaned and pulled the plug on the alarm-clock. Well, since I was awake already, there's no need to stay in bed any longer, right?
Rolling out of my bed, I remembered that today was the start of a new school year, in a new school. That means different faces, different curriculum and a whole new place to learn how things went. Great. Sighing and stretching, I managed to hop out of bed and pick out clothes for the first day. I managed to finally pick out a black-and-white shirt, skinny jeans, and my favourite blue beanie. When I was all prepared and dressed, I lazily walked out of my bedroom and into the kitchen.
While taking a small trek to the lower floor, I decided to admire our new house. It was in the richer part of town, but not the biggest house. Cozy is what it was. Nothing too big, but not cramped for a three-person family. Not noticing my foot placing, I slipped down the last step but just managing to catch myself. If I do that anymore, I could give myself a heart-attack.
"Fuck!" I whispered under my breath. Slowly regaining my composure, I clumsily stumbled into the kitchen, still fazed by drowsiness, and turned on the light. It still happened to be the slightest bit dark outside, but not so much to turn on a light. I'm just a bit scared of the dark, stuff that happened to me when I was younger traumatized me. As I picked out my usual morning breakfast-a poptart-I noticed a little piece of paper on the counter, right next to my bookbag. I read the illegible handwriting. Shit, it looks like someone foreign wrote this crap!
"Had to work the morning shift. Packed you're bag, have a good day!
Love, Mom."
She even added a few x's and o's, how sweet. Working as a CEO for a big car company must be stressfull. I set aside the note, picked up my bookbag and opened the package of poptarts as I closed and locked the door of our house and got into my used and beat up Nissan Titan. I hit the stiring wheel lightly with my hand and groaned.
"Only this year Aleks, and then you'll be outta this place."
I put the keys into the ignition and drove out of the gate of the house and from there I went to school. Only then did I let out three dozen loud curses and hit the gas.
I was late for school.
Eddie P.O.V.
I tossed and turned, too excited to go back to sleep. Just think about it. I'm finally a Senior! After this? I can finally be an independent person! I giggled to myself, but a bit too loudly that after a moment I heard the person in the room next to me hit the wall in frustration. "Sorry!" I apologized. A bit too loudly. "Go to fucking sleep Eddie! I've been hearing you move around all night and you've kept me up with you. Shut your asshole!" I winced. Sometimes I just hate my loud voice. I can't help it, though. I'm a confident person.
I turned to my side and stared at the clock as it changed.
5:56 AM. Everyone should be getting up soon. Or at least most of us. I think Ze's doing online college courses. I think... But, auugh. I just can't wait. I shot out of my bed and turned off my alarm clock early. I half-ran-half-jumped to my set of clothes that I put out for today. An orange jacket with little fox ears, baggy jeans and a shirt with a pixelated chicken on the front. I slowly walked passed everyone's room, since I was the one at the end of the hallway. As I neared the door, I heard the bathroom door open, and the cabinet doors creak open. Soon after the sound of running water pattered in the bathroom. The only person that ever takes a shower in the morning is the person who's room I'm next to-Seamus. I laughed that apparent "golden giggle", scooped my satchel up and headed out the door.
Such a nice day. I don't want to wait for anyone, either. I guess I'll take the walk then. I breathed in the ever so cooling air and headed down the sidewalk, turning to the left about a quarter mile in and taking the scenic route.
This year is going to be the best year ever.
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Hellooooo! Sorry if this chapter is short, excuse any mistakes as well, this is my first fic ;; I'm hoping to get lengthier as time goes on, I only just started writing, too.
I'm Rachel (call me Cookie!), I really hope you like this! I'll probably make another chapter once this gets possibly 50 reads or probably 25... Anyways. Take care <3
--Cookie
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