Yelling At The Sky

Chapter 1

{Dagger Garcia}

I sat on the gym bleachers, watching the basketball team practice, just like I did yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. If you think I'm obsessed...

I'm not.

It kills time, plus I like to watch people, it helps me find their weak points. I do that a lot, I've figured out many things about the people around me, especially Candace Smith. I like to call her "Candy Slut" or C.S for short.

I'm pretty sure she's done most of the guys at our school, especially Jeremy Spinner. Ha, spinner, such a funny last name. Any who, Jeremy is the captain of the basketball team, total heartthrob, as the girls call him. Him and C.S aren't together, their just fuck buddies. At least as far as I know.

"Hey, you, throw me the ball will you?" Some guy asked.

I looked at the ball and walked to it. I picked it up and walked down to the bottom of the bleachers. I looked at the hoop, aimed, and threw the ball. I watched as the ball made the satisfying swoosh sound when it went into the hoop. The guys stared at me in shock.

"Uh. Hi." I said awkwardly. Not looking anyone in the eye.

"How'd you do that?" asked Jeremy.

"Oh no! Abort mission! Abort! Run! Run!" I shouted at myself internally.

"I gotta go." I said quickly leaving the gym without looking back.

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Here I am, standing in front of my house, afraid to see whats inside. I shoved my key in the door nob and unlocked the door. I was immediately welcomed by the smell of alcohol and my mother passed out on the couch.

It hurts me to see her like this. She didn't always drink, not when they lived with us, but when they left she locked herself in their room and drank her sorrow away.

I quickly ran to my room and took out my phone.

Ring

Ring

Ring

"Hi, this is Clemmet,"

"Clemmet I-"

"I can't talk right now so just leave a message, bye."

I realized it went to voice mail.

"Hey Clemmet, Happy birthday. I love you, and tell Amy I love her too, okay, bye." I said.

I laid on my bed thinking of them. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks, sobs came out of my mouth. I yelled into my pillow wishing everything was normal again.

"Dagger! Get your ass down here right now!" yelled my mom.

I quickly ran to the living room.

"Where the fuck is my food? Do you want me to die? After all I've done for you! Can't you do something useful?!" she yelled at me.

"Can't you be useful?" I retorted.

"Don't get smart with me, young lady."

"Don't get smart with me." I mimicked her, waving my hands back and forth.

"Dagger Rosa Garcia! I raised you better."

"No you didn't, abuelita (grandma) did, you didn't do crap," I yelled back at her.

"And abuelita raised you better, think about how disappointed she is, her child drinking her days away." I told her.

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