Miracle

(2) Aaron Avery

Waking up in the morning is always hard when you're also trying to wake up 5 other people.

I wake them up, oldest to youngest. It makes life simpler so the older kids can help wake the younger kids.

I'm not the mom, I'm just the older sister. But I have to act like a mom because our real mom is a deadbeat. Seeing how three of us have the same dad and the other three don't. It took a long time for them to get use to us only being half siblings. But I wouldn't trade them in for the world.

After waking each of the kids up and getting them ready, I got myself ready. I took a quick shower washing my body as fast as I can.

I quickly jumped out got dressed and got in my old beater to get to school on time.

But if course, nothing goes my way.

Ever.

Halfway to the school, the car started to smoke up. I pulled over and got out popping the hood.

Cursing to myself I stomped my feet repeatedly.

I sat down on the ground and put my face in my hands. Everything happens for a reason people say. But stuff like this happens all the time, and nothing good ever comes out of it.

I looked up at the sound of another vehicle coming closer. It slowed down as if reached where I was sitting.

It stopped and someone jumped out of the nice truck. A truck that I wish I could have some time in my life.

"Is everything OK here?" Someone asked walking around the front of the truck. I connected eyes with him and let a small smile fall on my face.

"If my car breaking down is ok. Then yeah I am. But if not, no nothing is ok" I stood up looking down at my beat up car.

"She looks a little ruff" he chuckled. Sticking his hands in his pockets he rocked back and forth on his heels for a few seconds.

"Where were you going? Can I give you a ride?" He asked smoothly.

His dark brown eyes were shining like he had been having a wonderful day. A day that I wished I would have someday.

"School. I was going to school" I shrugged.

His eyes went wide, "Wait. You're Miracle, Miracle Price. Right?"

I nodded my head slightly confused, "And you are?"

"Oh, I'm Aaron. I am in the same grade as you. Senior year, right?" He chuckled.

I processed the name for a few moments still not knowing who this fella is.

"I'm sorry, I still don't know who you are. There is a lot going on in my brain at the moment." I sighed. My light brown hair fell over my face. I quickly tucked it behind my ear. I looked down at my torn up tennis shoes. My jeans were too big so I held them up with some string I found lying around the house.

"I'm sure you will remember me eventually" he sighed, "come on. Let's go to school. Even though I really don't want to"

I followed after him as he opened the passenger side door. I went to get in and I stopped, "hold on" I jumped back out and opened the door to my car. I grabbed my money and my phone and shut and locked the door. Aaron put down the hood and I got in the truck.

Closing the door I couldn't help asking myself what the hell I was doing at the moment. I was getting in the car with a stranger, someone I don't know.

He climbed in his side and shut the door, "Let's get to school"

* * * * * *

Once I got to school in Aaron's truck, all eyes were on me. I felt like this is the most I have ever been seen in my life.

I shut the door with a little slam behind it. Aaron just shrugged the looks they were giving off by walking over to me and shaking my hand.

"We didn't get to do this right" he stuck out his hand, "My name is Aaron. Aaron Avery."

I looked down at his hand. I didn't want to shake it, maybe he would shake my hand too hard and hurt my dislocated shoulder. I grabbed on anyways, it was the polite thing to do.

"I'm Miracle, Miracle Price"

I let go of his hand and let my hand fall to my side. I grinned at him once more before walking away from him.

All eyes were on me the whole time. It was making me feel self-conscious. I've never been looked at like this before especially for just talking to someone and getting a ride from someone.

That's when I realized who he actually was. Aaron was the schools what they call treasure.

I guess he has slept with many of girls and they all said it was like gold. So now, he is called the school's treasure.

I opened my locker and grabbed my first few book for my classes. I don't have any friends, nobody to talk too. I'm stuck by myself.

Having friends is a no-no for me. My mother would kill me, and I don't want anyone to know about the things my family is put through. Knowing I can't do anything but just bare with it, everyone else would tell me to press charges and just turn my mom in.

I know I'm 19 but I can't take care of all the kids by myself. I'm just waiting for the day my mom overdoses and dies. Then I know for a fact I would get all of the kids.

I'm the only thing they have left. Our dads are all just as bad. They could care less about any of us. All six of us are left to suffer. Feeling pity for myself isn't something I love because it makes me become even weaker.

I pushed all those thoughts away as I scrambled to first period.

Just make it through the day.

It's the only thing I can do.