chapter one

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          I woke up like I did every morning, the annoying yells of the other kids that live in this foster home. I quickly brushed my hair and put on my black ripped up pants, converse, and a Led Zeppelin shirt and went down stairs. When I got down stairs I glance at myself in the mirror on the wall seeing a girl with dirty blonde hair and and green eyes that sometimes looked lifeless.

           Just as l was heading out the door for school when my foster mom asked, "Aren't you going to eat Tesla?" "Nope, not hungry." I responded trying to avoid all the people that lived here. I much rather live on my own but the state said i must have an adult living with me until I graduate high school.

            I have never met my dad and my mother was murdered in front of me when I was ten. My mother always said I was my dad made over from my looks to my personality and taste in.. well everything. That's all my mom said about him because she didn't like to talk about my dad.

            I drive a 1969 chevy biscayne wagon ( pic above) painted bright red with black leather interior. I keep most of my stuff in my car the only thing that I really have in my room is some clothes. Things that I treasurer most besides my wagon of course are my three guitars. I have an acoustic Gibson guitar and two electric guitars, a Les Paul ( the only thing my dad left my mom) and a Eddie Van Halen Wolfgang my mom got for me on my 9th birthday.

             I went to go pick up the only person i really trust, my best friend Bret. He has always been there for me when I needed him.
"Hey Bret I see there is still a little glitter in your hair from where your little sis gave u a make over." I said trying not to laugh. " whatever lets just get this school day over with." he said.

Bret had a nice normal-ish family they only thing that wasn't normal is his dad is a famous rock singer. Bret always looked up to his dad so he dresses like he used to when he was younger, leather, studs, and biker boots. Bret has long blonde hair that has so much hair spray in it you could choke. He always has a bandana on his forehead and he has probably lost half of his from where I steal them and he knows he will never get them back. When we first saw each other when I moved here we knew we would become best friends.

           When we got to school all the preps just stared at us like we were covered in shit so I flipped them off and Bret just stood there laughing.

            We went through the day like every other day and the only thing I really remember is shop class, music, and lunch of course I have all of my classes with Bret. He was always the type of person that everyone could get along with. Me not so much.

            "Hey you want to go to Aunt May's Dinner and have dinner" Bret asked already knowing my answer. "Hell yeah I rather eat with u then the noisy shittheads at the foster house." I said all pumped up.

            We sat in a booth and I got a bacon burger with a chocolate shake and Bret got a chilly cheese dog and a diet coke. "How can you drink that it taste like crap." I said making a disgusted face. He just chuckled "Everyone has different taste buds Tes." Then his phone started to buzz, "Sorry, Tesla I gotta take this." "No prob." Bret went outside and came in after a couple of minutes. "Hey I have to get home my sister got sick and I have to look after her so im gonna head home." he said looking down at the floor with his glossy blue eyes. "It's cool I will stay and finish my food then head home." I responded. He left and I finished my food about 15 minutes later and I started to make my way to my wagon.

              I was almost to my car when I saw a guy passed out on the ground a quickly ran to help him put felt like some one was behind me I quickly turned around and saw two men behind me the looked familiar. Was trying to think of where I saw them before but one quickly attacked me I was fighting him off then I remembered they were the men that attacked my mom I quickly lost my thought giving them a chance to knock me out but while my vision was fading I saw 2 guys I've never seen come behind them then it all went black.


This is my first story so sorry if I make some errors.The first chapters might be kind of short until I get used to doing this Lol. I don't update on a certain date I just wright whenever I feel like it or have time. Hope you enjoy my story because there is much more to come.

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