My name is Jonathan Voorhees, a 17-year-old boy who goes under a secret name. [H2O] Delirious. I run a club with my friends and sometimes my dad helps us edit videos. My dad, Jason Voorhees, is a famous horror movie-star and a current dad, for me of course. My mom, Jessie Voorhees, was a teacher but then she passed from natural causes. I also have a sister and brother but the aren't really in the picture. My sister is out exploring the world like she said she would when she was a child. My brother is kinda in an insane asylum. He used to kill animals when we were younger, and one day ended up hurry someone. Bad. It's kinda just a thing that runs in our family. Especially with my dad and I.Anyway, today, is the day I start my junior year in high school years 2008-and-2009, and I finally get to see my friends again. They had left here and went to LA, Germany, and New York. Mean while I've been stuck in this stupid house, alone, while my dad has his speech therapist. I hear her voice some times when she talks to him, she tries to flirt but he doesn't return a flirt. At least I don't think so. He's still some what traumatized from my mom's sudden death. He was in my life for 8 years but, only saw me on some holidays. He tries to be here but he often he has work. He's been working on a movie before he officially retires. He signed to me that he's gonna take me somewhere one day, and all my friends and sibling are coming, and we'll live in peace. I would love that, but with all the fucked up shit in the world, somethings' bond to happen.
After thinking for a few minutes to get my brain working, I slowly get outta my bed, sit on the edge, and stretch. I then walk backwards and forwards to get my legs awake. I walk over to my dresser and pick out something to where. After looking I find a shirt that has my dad's mask on it, and some black skinny jeans. I put them on and then go to get my lucky sky blue jacket. I put on some black Converse to top it off. Before leaving my room,
I go to my mirror and brush my hair, dark brown hair, which is shaved on the sides, back,
and go down stairs for breakfast. When I make it downstairs, my dad's speech therapists is leaving and he's going to the kitchen. When I make it in there, he's getting some milk outta of the fridge. " Mornin' dad." He turns around and signs "hi." He sits down and scoots all of the stuff he put out, towards me. "Thanks. How was Rose?" He signs out,"She was a lot heavier with the flirts today. I'm just not ready for a relationship yet, don't think I will be." He looks down before I can read his expressions. He looks a lot like me, or should I say, I look a lot like him, except I have my mom's eyes, a light sky blue, and her freckles. My dad has dark greens eyes, so dark it's scary. I go over to him and hug him, and he his back. I look up at the clock and notice that it's almost 7:35. I only have a few minutes before the bus so I tell my dad I love him and he signs back, he loves me. I wave and pick up and backpack, which I had pre packed last night. And go down to the bus stop and notice my friends Luke, Evan, and Kenzie. There was another girl, but I didn't know her.
"Johnny!" Kenzie shouts and runs up to me, and with opens arms, hugs me. "I missed you dude!" "I missed you to!" I say, bury my face into her shoulder. "Hey Kiddo!" Luke said before pulling me into a long bro hug. I notice Evan staring at me outta of the corner of his eye before taking in a long deep breathe and coming over. " Hey Jon!" He says happily, plastering a fake smile and then embracing me in a short hug. Whilst in the hug, he whispers," I've got something to tell you.."
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Hi! This is the first official chapter of the second book outta three. The first one is 'The Love Fighters', but I wasn't to my liking. If you a past reader I hope you like this their much older (11 years older) and they have some stories to actually tell this time! Since this is the first book I've writer in a long time, there might be errors. Tell me if you see any, to help me improve, and for you to have a good reading experience!
And BTW Jason can't talk in this story, so he uses sign language, just saying!~ KenzellaDino
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The Fight for His Love
RandomHello! You read this might know me as, 'The girl who wrote the Love Fighters,' or some random chick. Well, I'm bringing back my old book and redoing it. Kinda. I thought it was time to bring back something a thousands people liked. I hope you old re...