Something Like Normal. {Book I} EDITING

Something Like Normal. XVII

“I can't, I can't.” I said as I pushed myself away from some of the guys from the baseball team who said I should come play with them. I've never been the sports type, I played a little football back home but I always had to be study and playing instruments. Sports wasn't something my father think I needed and my mom agreed. Sports isn't going to support me my whole life. “Thanks for the offer though.” I said before I quickly hurried out of the school building.

I ran my hand threw my hair and had to decline another offer from people who wanted to hang out. This is what I dreaded about going somewhere people don't know who I am, people always want to be your friends for the wrong reason. I know I’m a handsome guy, so girls attention never did bother me but now everyone even teachers are taking interest in knowing about my father become a big pain in the ass.

It felt like being back home.

It would have been so much different if Jocelyn was here, I could always get through these days lately with her with me. She had told me she was sick this morning, but I had a feeling she was avoiding me. It hasn't been very easy with all this either, everyone only thinks she used me no matter how many times we said she didn't know either as well.

When I looked Karen's car that she had let me used to come to school my bag dropped from my hand and I ran over towards it. The passenger window was smashed and yellow paint was splashed all over the red car. The windshield was cracked and on the hood was sprayed 'Go home!'

I was parked all the way at the end and as more people came out of the school building, they started huddle around me. I saw Buck in the corner of my eyes and I turned my head to see him chuckled across the parking lot with his friends. He slapped the guy to his right and my hands balled into a fist.

I walked over to him, “You did this?” I yelled coldly to him and he smirked, walking towards me.

“I have no idea what you're talking about.” he said. “Seems like someone must really hate you though.”

I pushed at his chest, cursing at him in Russian.

He pushed me, “Speak English dude, you're in my country!” he said.

“You got a lot of nerve.” I said. “That isn't even my car you asshole!”

“I have no idea what you're talking about.” he shrugged. His friends came up behind him as he turned his head to look at them and snorted, “Do you guys have any ideas?” he asked as he looked at me.

“No.” his friends said.

“Doesn't seen so much like a problem though, Yuri.” he said. “Just get daddy to fix it.”

I nodded, knowing the whole truth why about this and why he did this. “Pissed because Jocelyn wont take you back, huh?” I asked and his smirk dropped as he glared at me. I scoffed, “Move on, man. Maybe you should have left her all alone in dinner calling her a ungrateful bitch? Damn, I would never go that far.” I said.

I started to turn when I was tackled to the ground. I landed on my side painfully and I felt a punch to my head. I brought my hands up to my head to block his hits and I heard the yelling of students.

Buck moved my hand, “You know you dickhead, you're not much of a fighter huh?” he asked coldly. He snorted, “What does Jocelyn see in you, huh? You're not a man, just go back home playing on you're guitar.”

I swallowed back the pain and chuckled, “I'm just not fighting back because I know how well Jocelyn will take care of me and hate you even more.”

I saw his hand fly back and my eyes widen so I quickly moved my head. His fist slammed right next to my head on the concrete road of the parking lot. I brought my elbow up and hit him in the face with it pretty roughly. I was almost tossed by down on the ground by one of his friends. I felt a kick to my rib and I cried out in pain.