CHAPTER 1
"Will you get up?!"
My mother said yelling at me.
Its 7:00 am and of course i have school,the first day actually.
"Ok geez."
I said groaning.
I hate school so much, yeah i know people always say you have to go to get an education.
Yeah i know but its so boring!
As i get out of bed i walk to my closet to find something to wear,skinny jeans and band shirts are the usual every day routine.
By the time i get dressed and get down stairs to eat some breakfast, its already 7:45 am.
"Andy james paterson! What are you wearing?!"
My mom shouted.
"Im wearing what i wear every day mom." i replied.
She walked closer to me and looked at my ear,which had an earring in it that i got when i was at a party.
Basically my mom did not like that at all.
"You little shit what the hell did you do to your ear?!" she screamed.
"I-its an earring mom,whats so bad about it?" i asked while stuttering.
"You take that out of your ear right now young man!" she screamed.
Then she slapped me in the face.
You see my mother...well shes a little mean, she hits me alot.
But its ok im used to it.
"I...hate.....you." i said.
"Oh shut the fuck you you worthless piece of shit" she said while laughing.
CHAPTER 2
I take my binder and walk out of the door,as i walk to school i always pass this coffee shop.
Theres a guy i met one day when i walked in to get my moms coffee.
His name is jake.
He's really cool he understands me and what im going through because he was beat when he was a child.
Oh by the way he's 20.
I walk in the coffee shop and see jake.
"Jake,hey!" i shouted.
"Hey man whats going on?"
He said.
"Oh nothing just walking to school" i said in a happy voice.
Which is weird because every time i talk about school its in a negative tone.
"Well you better get going but before you do ill get you something to drink" he said while smiling.
"Oh thank you but i dont have any money" i said frowning.
"Hey man its ok its on the house" she said.
"Oh thank you jake"
I said smiling.
CHAPTER 3
Street bullies
So by the time all of that is over it about 8:10.
As i walk to school with coffee in one hand and my binder in the next, i run into these boys.
Now these boys are the street bullies.
"Hey kid, where do you think your going?" one boy said.
"I-im going to uh school." i mumbled
