Fighter

Chapter One - Blue Eyes

November 29th, 2016

Like I said before, I don't like the life I live in regardless of the money and the things I have. I don't like the attention I get from my parents money, I don't like the fake friends that only want my money, not me. I also don't like that because of my last name, employers won't even go over my resume before saying yes. I want a job for me, not because of them. I want to work for something in my life, not have everything handed to me on a silver platter like the silver spoon in my mouth I was born with. Everything to my parents is their money, their company and they've even told me before they only had a child to have someone to pass the company to. I wish something was different, that something changed my parent's view of life so they knew how they make me feel every time they miss a birthday, a thanksgiving, a christmas or a graduation or high achievement at school. However, I've tried everything but maybe someone else will because I'm done trying to make people proud of me when they don't care. I'm my own person from now on, which is why I'm telling you this, for future reference - to remind myself in the future that I did this for me and only me.

P.S Ann, the one who raised me the most, said that my parents might be coming home for thanksgiving next year. That's in 364 days. See what I mean now?

Signed,

April Jenkins

I sighed as I closed my notebook I named my "diary" and I threw it into my desk drawer. I threw my head into the back of my chair and stared at the ceiling thinking about everything; by everything, I mean everything. I don't know how long I was there before I heard a knock on my door, and Ann voice filled my ears.

"Honey, it's time to get ready for school. Don't want to late on your first day, munchkin. Breakfast is ready for you when you come down." I heard her walk away, then I heard her footsteps descend the stairs and I decided that it was time to get out of this wretched chair. Oh, I forgot to add this, I'm starting a new school today. For the longest time I've been going to private school but I finally got my parents to let me go to public school so I'm content now. I quickly checked over myself in the mirror, making sure I didn't look like a 'spoiled rich girl that gets whatever she wants' and I grabbed my bag before walking out of the door. I walked down the stairs and was greeted by a new staff member, she didn't notice me so she ended up bumping into me and immediately started apologizing. I put my hands on her shoulder to make her look at me.

"Hey, calm down. I'm not my parents, and you certainly don't look over the age of twenty so why are you slaving around here?" I asked.

"I'm nineteen, I needed a job to get through college and your parents are letting me work here until I can handle my own. I'm terribly sorry for bumping into, Miss. I'm in a rush so I don't miss my class at eight." She looked at her feet and I stared shocked, she's risking missing class because of my parents?

"For one, don't call me miss, my name is April or AJ and for two, from now on if you have a class you are to be there, not here cleaning things that have already been cleaned. I will tell me parents whenever they ask that you were here if your hours overlap a class. Your education comes before them, understand?" She nodded and started tearing up.

"Thank you, April! You have no idea how much stress you just released off my shoulders. Thank you so so so much! My name is Mykayla, but please call me Mickey." I nodded and smiled sweetly before I ushered her out the door because she didn't have a lot of time to get to her class.

"Come check back in after your classes and tell Ann what I told you, okay?" She nodded and yelled a thank you as she ran to her car. I turned towards the kitchen and grabbed an apple before snatching my keys and heading to my car. I yelled a quick goodbye to Ann before I hopped in my car, started it up and went on my way to my new school. It took me less than ten minutes to get to school. I parked but instead of getting out, I sat in my car watching how people interacted, how they grouped themselves and it was pretty interesting. There were a lot of groups, the football jocks, soccer, basketball, the artistic people, the book-a-holics, the troublemakers and everyone else was just thrown there. I noticed a few people get pushed or shoved from the jocks and I knew right away that I would have to defend myself in this school. I sighed as I climbed out of my car, I noticed a few people starting to notice me and I internally groaned. I walked towards the office area, rolling my eyes as I heard a few cat calls, and I slowly looked around the area as I walked. My eyes met almost everyone staring at me, until I locked eyes with the clearest, deepest, most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen. I couldn't look away from those eyes. I don't know how long it was before I realized I had stopped walking and I was openly staring back at him but I quickly looked away and started walking again. As I walked to the office, I couldn't forget those eyes, I couldn't stop thinking about them.

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"Okay, so April, you're all set. Here's your schedule, you locker number and combination and a map to find your way across the school." I smiled sweetly at the office lady before grabbing all the stuff and speed walking out of the office. I slowed down to look at my schedule to see that I have art first period and I quietly laughed in excitement. I love art! I love being able to express myself physically because it's way better than verbally, mostly because no one really listens. I went over the rest of my schedule, looking at the times seeing that the times are way different than my old school. They're forty-five minute blocks, not an hour and a half, and there's eight classes available, not just four. I'm also glad about the way my schedule is settled.

Jenkins, April A Locker# 2148 Locker Combo: 21-48-8

Date of Birth: 5/01/1998 Class of 2016

Monday:

Art 8:00-8:45

Math 8:50-9:30

Science 9:35-10:10

English 10:15-11

P.E. 11:05-11:50

Lunch 11:55-12:30

Career 12:35-1:20

Study Hall 1:25-2:10

Dismissal 2:15

I thought over my day as I rounded the corner from the office, and as soon as I did, I ran into a rock hard object that knocked me to the floor. He helped me up, and when I looked up at him, I was shocked. It was him. It was the owner to those unforgettable beautiful blue eyes.