Where is home?

Chapter 1

Hey! What's up! I'm Johnna Marie Porter , the most popular girl in school, head cheerleader, and I make straight A's. Perfect life right? No. It isn't. A couple months ago my parents kicked me out because of my rude behavior. I wasn't even being rude! My step mom was just being a bitch and my dad did nothing to help.

*Flashback*

"Do not use that tone with me young lady. I bust my ass to provide for you and you treat me like crap!", my mom shouted for across the table.

"I don't treat you like crap. I treat you how you are supposed to be treated and that is like a selfish person who doesn't care about anyone but herself! Your not even my real mother your just a tramp that's with my dad for his money.", as those words left my mouth my dad walked through the door shocked.

"What's is going on here?!", he questioned looking between me and my step mom.

"Your little princess here just called me a trap.", she said with tears forming in her eyes. She was such a drama queen. A tear fell as my dad went to comfort her.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now?! You are such a drama queen.", I yelled at her and she just cried into my dads arms.

"Johnna stop it! You are making thing worse. She is not a tramp.", my dad said livid with me.

"She is a tramp. I seen her humping another man in YOUR house!", I yelled with force and she just cried harder.

"GET OUT!", she screamed at me.

"NO! This is not you-"

"SHUT UP AND GET YOUR SHIT AND UGLY ASS OUT OF HERE!", she screamed with tears streaming down her face.

"But dad you can't jus-"

"Just leave."

"Are you serious?", tears were welling up in my eyes as I watches the words leave his mouth.

"Yes I am. Now go.", he pointed to the door.

I went up stairs to get my things crying and hurt. I can't believe my father just kicked me out because of some hoe that's using him. I walked back down stairs to see him still holding her while she 'cried' and looked at me with a smirk. That bitch. I walked out the front door not knowing where to go. I had nothing. I was alone.

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I've been living on the streets ever since I got kicked out. No one even knows I'm homeless. And I hope it stays that way. You wouldn't even know that I was homeless and got dressed in gas station bathrooms. You would think I had the perfect life but I don't.

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When I was approaching my locked at school I seen a body leaning on it and I didn't know who it was but a group of girl were around him so he must be a ladies man. I tapped him on the shoulder and he didn't even turn around he just kept talking to the girls that were surrounding him. I cleared my throat and he turned around with an attitude.

"What?!", he asked frustrated. He was cute. Nice caramel skin curly hair in an afro and gages in his ears. No lie this dude was fine.

"Your infront of my locker! Now move!", I glared at him. He may be fine but he not gonna talk to me that way.

"And what if I don't?", he asked look dead in my eyes. I looked into his and wanted to melt. But I'm pissed at him I can't flirt right now.

"I will get someone to make you move.", I said calmly knowing exactly who would make him get out my way.

"Ight I'll move.", he went down a couple feet and I opened my locker. As I was throwing my stuff in it and getting what I need for chemistry he kept glancing at me.

"What do you want!?", I asked annoyed.

"Nothing.", he smirked and walked off. Who us he? I never seen him around before. He must be new. I shut my locker and the warming bell range and I headed to class. To my surprise puff.ball was there and he was sitting next to where I usually sit. Dammit. I looked around for another seat but there was one. Just my luck.

As I approached my seat he looked at me and smirked.

"Hey princess." , he said to me as I sat down.

I gave him a glare , "Hi."

"Look I'm sorry about earlier. Can we start over?", he said sincerely.

I sighed. I really didn't want to but whatever I'm a nice person and he's cute. "Sure", I said blankly.

"What's your name sweetheart?", he asked with a genuine smile.

"Johnna but everyone calls me Jo. And you are?", looked over at him.

"Jacob but all of my friends call me Princeton.", he said staring at me with those beautiful eyes I really wanted to melt.

"Are you new here?", anxious to know the answer.

"Yea. I just transferred here 2 days ago.", he said.

After his words the teacher walked in and told us to stop talking and get started on our assignments.

The day went by fast. Before I knew it, it was time for lunch. This is really the only time I have a decent meal and never want to leave. As I was on my was to the cafeteria I heard someone calling my name behind me. I didn't bother to see who it was and they grabbed my wrist. I turned around to be with the gorgeous eyes of Jacob. I think I was drooling because he gave a little laugh.

"Your drooling sweetheart.", he laughed.

"Shut up no I'm not.", I playfully hit him and wiped my around my mouth to be sure, and I was drooling. I blushed embarrassed and look away.

"It's ok Johnna. It's cute.", he said making me blush harder.

"What do you want anyway? I was going to lunch.", I asked annoyed.

"I wanted to know if I could go with you....", he nervously scratched the back of his neck.

"Sure I guess", and started walking to the cafeteria . When we got there it wasn't many places to sit so we sat in the back.

He looked nervous but he eventually spoke and asked me things like where I was from and all that and he talked about himself. We joked the whole time and it was a nice conversation. I never thought he would be like this from his first impression.

The ready of the day went by real quick and when I walked outside two nice toned arms wrapped around my waist and I knew who it was by the afro. I smiled and turned around to be met by his eyes and his smile.

"Hey. Can I walk you home?", he asked hopefully.

"No. I'm sorry.", I said and his smile disappeared to a frown.

"Maybe some other time?", he said with a little smile.

"Sure. But I gotta go.", I hugged him one last time and walked off. I didn't even want to let him go. He's a really good hugger.

I walked through the alley where I have been living for about 2 months and started on my homework. It was hard living on the streets but I had no choice. I'm trying to do good for myself and I've been doing good so far. But I'm getting tired of crackheads coming up to me and asking if I got some smokes. I need to get out of here soon.

When I finished my homework I heard something from the end of the alley and I put all my stuff away and just tucked me head under the covers and hid. It was dark in the alley so hopefully no one could see me and I went to sleep. Thinking about Jacob.

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(A\N)

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