Dark Steps

Chapter 1: Emerald High

A/N: I just piss u guys off don't I, LOL!! Well enjoy reading it again! :D PLUS, THANK YOU XxTheDarkAbyssxX FOR EDITING MY WORK, YOU'RE THE BEST BRO EVER!!!

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(Hyde P.O.V)

I shot out of my bed with my heart pounding. My hands had a sturdy grip on the bed covers. I was shaking and sweating uncontrollably, gasping for fresh air. I glance over to my bedside table to see my digital clock saying it 3:21am in the morning. I put my head in my hands "Crap." Why the fuck do I have to wake up in the middle of the night? I hear music blaring, right beside me, I picked up the cold plastic object realizing that it was only my earphones.

"No more listening to Three Days Grace before bed." I tell myself.

I pick up my iPod and turn on my flashlight app. The light blinded my eyes for a second before revealing my clothes, I was wearing my yesterday's clothes. Damn it. I quickly turn my IPod off and place it next to the clock. I hate my body right now. I wiggled out of my jeans-I'm to lazy to get up- and chucked them onto the floor of my bedroom. That left me dressed in red boxes and my boring old black T-shirt. I then retreat under the sheet for a couple more hours of sleep.

The sunshine slithers in through the open window. Banging noises come from behind the wooden locked door. I stirred in my sleep, my eyes opened to be shot by bullets of sunlight. My hand reacted, it flew over my eyes stopping the sunlight from burning my eyes.

"Who left the fucking window open?" I cursed, rolling over to shove the pillow in my face.

The banging continued, get louder with every second that passed by. OMFG!! leave me alone I shouted in my brain. I covered my ears to block out the nosie's. My wishes came true, for once, the banging came to a stop.

"Get up Hyde, you can't be late!" the woman ordered.

That woman was my mum, Rose Marie Martin; lets say she was the complete opposite of me. She was a cheerful, loving and talkative lawyer. I could just imagine her dressed up all nice for work, lips coated in red lipstick with long curly brown hair. Probably trying to impress her boss, who she secretly had a crush on. I stayed perfectly still, hoping she would just leave me in peace and not barge in and break the door down.

"I'm paying good money for this school and it is not going to be wasted." She sighed after no answer.

I hate high school, -I'm a loner- High schools are such a drama zone. You have to deal with prom, football games, musicals and other shit, plus the teachers make you get involed. And I hate it. There is always bullies and sluts and weirdos and ect. Who just have to, yes have to, pick on you or freak you out. I rather spend my life getting home schooled, but of course my mum won't let me live my life the way I want too.

I sat up from my comfortable spot and let my feet dangle over the side of the bed. My elbows rested on my thighs as I put my head in my hands. As much as I wanted to stay home, I couldn't miss out on my first day. I had been to five different high schools in the last few years. I don't see why mum keeps changing school, can't she just let me be home schooled?

"Please Hyde," she stops for a minute and continues, "Breakfast is on the table, I'm going to work I'll see you when I get home".

Footstep fade away from my wooden door and soon the sound of the front door opening and closing brings silence except for the ticking clock. I stand up, playing with my silver cross necklace. I walk up to my door and turn the lock; I take a deep breath before slightly opening it and peeping out. Nothing but an empty living room with the smell of bacon floating out everywhere was behind the door. I closed it and began changing into dark black jeans with a white button up long sleeve shirt. After changing, I head into the kitchen to be faced with breakfast, a plate full of bacon and light brown toast. I stare at the food like it was the most terrible thing in the world. I pick up three pieces of bacon off the plate and swallow them down.

"The same old thing every day." I grumble leaving the horrible taste in my mouth.

I take the plate and place it on the floor for the mutt. I have always hated that dog, messing up my work and chewing my clothes. What a pain in the ass, who's idea was it to get that mutt? I walk back into my bedroom picking up my black and white leather bag chucking it onto the bed. I pull my black blazer on quickly before glancing at the time to see its 8:02am.

"Well that's just perfect.'' I groan.

I was rushing to school wearing black vans. I finally arrived at the gates of Hell.

"So this is where I am going to school." I sigh.

There were kids everywhere running around to their classes, blue books and black laptops in their hands. I walk into the front office and receive books, laptop, a map of the school and my timetable. After thanking the office ladies I walk up to yet another new locker. It was bigger than the others; I could probably fit in it. I shoved my stuff inside and locked it again. Once ready for class I follow the map to homeroom. I stopped at the room know as homeroom staring at the door knob "1...2...3" I whisper to myself.

A/N: BUT... I will add a character for you guys to stare at, LOL!!! Maybe....

P.P.S I, DeathmattAJB am not allowed to edit this work anymore, XxTheDarkAbyssxX already has, and she's be pretty pissed off if I did. Therefore I swear to leave this chapter as it is.