Mistaken

Chapter One: Moving On

   I'm 17 and I've already been to hell and back.  I know that it sounds over dramatic but everything happened so fast and everything around me started crumbling down. My name is Mykie Jackson. I live with my two older brothers Adrian and Mickey. Adrian is my legal guardian and the eldest. Mickey is a year older than me but a senior as well.
We moved from our home in Texas all the way to Indiana. After our dad died and mom left Adrian thought we needed a new start. So when Mickey and I pulled up to Wells High School and got out of our cars we knew it was real. We started up the steps to the school walking through the glass double doors into the office. We pick up our schedules and before Mickey can say anything to me I head toward my locker.
   I start walking down the hallway in the direction of my locker. "625.... and 626" I say looking up noticing a group of guy standing in front of locker. I stand there waiting for them to notice me. Nothing. "Excuse me... you're in front of my locker and you need to move." I say annoyed. The three guys standing there all turn and glare at me. The tallest one opened his mouth to say something to me but I cut him off. " I think I said move." My agitation clearly showing. I fold my arms over my chest and wait for them to move.
    "Why don't you make us move little one?" The tallest one with the dirty blonde hair says.  The bell rings stating we have two minutes to get to class. I decide I don't have time to wait for some group of assholes to move. "Fuck it, whatever." I say before turning and heading to my first class. I walk into my first class which is history and make my way to the back and pick a seat. I put my headphones in and lay my head down tying to ignore everyone walking in. Suddenly I feel someone pull out one of my earbuds. I lift my head up to see the tall blonde one sitting in the seat next to me. "Need something?" I spit at him. He looks at me pausing before speaking. "I assume you're new here and don't know who I am" he says in a whisper so only I can hear. " So I'm going to let you off with a warning. You don't ever speak to me like that again. "  I glare at him and put my earbud back in. He looked visibly angry by me doing that. I smirked at him and put my head back down.
    Class flew by quickly and I head to my locker where Mickey was waiting for me. He didn't look pleased. "Yes Mickey?" I say completely not in the mood.  "Seriously Mykie? Making enemies with the principals som on the first day. Could you at least drop the attitude for once in your life?" Mickey spat at me. I look at him confused but before I could respond he quickly cuts me off. " Don't act like you don't know who I'm talking about. I saw you this morning. Trenton Montgomery is the principals son. You know the tall, blonde, angry looking one." I look at him taken by surprise. "Why do you even care Mickey? How about you just let me do me and you can go do you." I slam my locker closed and start toward the front doors of the school. I jog down the steps of the school and head toward my jeep. Yes I'm skipping class right now. And no I don't care. I was pissed off. I was tired of my brothers always telling me what to do. I was tired of people getting in my business. And I was tired of living this life. I unlock my jeep and get in. I open my center console and grab some pills. I open the container and poured some into my hand and stare at them.
    Suddenly my passenger door swings open and someone slides into the seat closing the door. I don't look up I just continue to look at the pills before pouring them back into the container and closing it. I hear a deep voice pull me out of my trance. "What are you doing out here? " he looks at the pill bottle in my hand and grabs it from me. I snap my head toward him. " What the actual fuck?" I yell. "And what the hell are you doing in my jeep? You can't just get into people's vehicles and take their things. I..." a hand clamped over my mouth hard. Trenton looks at the pills and then back at me. " I'm keeping these. And you're going to shut the fuck up and listen to me. This is my school. My town. Me. You will not come into my school and speak with me the way you did. " as he spoke I looked over his face. His intense green eyes, pouty lips, sharp jawline, the way his hair falls into his face. I realize he's smirking and start listening to what he's saying again. " You can stop checking me out now." He says before climbing out of my jeep and walking away before I can object. I start my jeep and drive away.