A NEW WAR

The Start

Tyler POV

I start my first day of school today at a new school where no body knows my past and i'd really like to keep it that way. You see at my last school I got expelled for the one thing I hate the most, fighting. I don't like to fight or really I just don't like to hurt people but that doesn't mean I can control my temper when someone angers me.

Last year I made the mistake of hanging out with some kids that turned out to be real assholes and thought it would be funny to tell my ex best friend named Samantha, who suffered from severe depression, that I wanted her to kill herself

She was so sad and upset over the thought of me, her only friend saying I didn't care if she lived anymore, she gave up on herself. As you might of guessed, she killed herself and it's all my fault, if I wouldn't of stopped talking to her, I could of stopped her. I'll never forgive myself for what happened. When I heard about what she did, I just lost it and nearly beat m y old friend who were assholes to death.

If it wasn't for my one true friend Jake I might of never stopped hitting those kids, he pulled me off of them. He even made sure to make me promise I wouldn't committed suicide too. After that incident with the kids I nearly beat to death, I had gotten expelled, so I ended up having to transfer schools.

The new school I was going too was called east union and the campus was pretty big with tan walls and a red all over with a silver lancer painted on the main building.

The only problem with the way the school looked was the color red, Samantha's favorite color was red, because it was the color of roses, her favorite flower. I couldn't help but think about Samantha, and what happened to her.

I couldn't help but cry a little about thinking of her, so I wiped the tears off and went to get my schedule.

When I arrived to the office, I noticed a scrawny Latino boy with curly black hair standing and talking to a women who looked like she was the person in charge of transfer students. So i walked over there because my curiosity got the better of me and I said

" excuse me I'm new to the school, and I was wondering where I pick up my schedule" that's when the scrawny Latino boy said "join the club." Then he turned back to face the lady whose name tag said Linda and they started talking about how Linda can't find the Latino boys schedule. Then she tells him " just sit down and wait a few minutes while I search for your schedule."

The scrawny Latino boy looked like he wanted to argue but he didn't and took his seat behind me in some old blue chair and started messing with a bunch of gears and wires. Linda looked up at me and said to "What is your last name sweetie?" I said "um...how about the Latino boy goes first and I sit down?"

The lady Linda gave me a confused look and so did the scrawny Latino boy but he took his second chance and asked Linda to find his schedule, she didn't like his attitude so Linda tried her best to find the scrawny Latino boys schedule just to get him away from her but she kept saying he wasn't in the system.

Linda told the scrawny Latino boy to spell his last name and then she should be able to find his schedule. The scrawny Latino boy spelled his name "v- a- l- d- e- z" and Linda typed every letter.

Linda had finally found his schedule. When Linda printed it out and gave it to him he took it and turned around while giving me a weird look.

Now it was my turn to ask her for my schedule but I was nervous. If I told Linda my last name she'd see why I'm at this school and probably treat me like the rest. So I spelled my name for her "w- i- l- l- i- a- m- s" and she typed my last letter in, and then hit search and when it came up her nice friendly attitude changed.

When she found out why I had to change schools, she acted as if I'd been here for years as a trouble maker, she couldn't even look me in the eyes. That really frustrated me, that no matter where I go my past follows.

When I finally snapped out of my thoughts, I noticed Linda trying not to make eye contact with me when she handed me my schedule. That kinda stung but I'm used to it.

I looked at my class and the first one I'd had was mythology which was actually, the only class that probably interested me besides history but I'm a nerd when it comes to that stuff so, um, yea.

I went to my mythology class realizing if I don't hurry I'll be late. Right as I got to the door the bell rang and I was technically late so I walked in and my teacher Mr.kingsmen told me to take a seat in the back.

Next to that same boy I had seen in the office. I sat next to the scrawny Latino kid in mythology only to find him staring at me for most of the class.

When I turned my head to finally see what he wanted he stretched out his hand and said "Hey my name's Leo? What's yours" I didn't want to be noticed.

I didn't want to make the same mistake as I did the year before. So I said " my names Tyler" but I didn't shake his hand or really look at him, giving him the impression I didn't want to be friends.

He didn't seem to understand, that I didn't want to be friends, because he kept trying to talk to me, making conversation. Leo seemed like he was a nice person so I made it my mission to stay away from him. I didn't want him to find out my secrets.