School of rock fan fiction-Tomika's life

Chapter 5: Tomika's POV

Tomika's POV

T: no its ok it probably time I tell you anyway.......

this is the time I've been dreading since I've known these guys; telling them my secrets. They all look at me with curious faces on them. I took a big breath and said

T: I'm going to tell you everything from the beginning but none of you are allowed to disrupt me and if you do I will stop.

they all nodded as a response so I continued.

A/N the italics is for when she is telling the story and when its in normal writing it is what she is doing in real life if that makes sense.

T: Ok, so it all started when I was 5 years old. At five mummy was diagnosed with cancer and the doctors said she only had one year left to live so she did everything she could for me and did everything we wanted but she never told me why. So when I was 6, she was at the hospital and I was at home with Daddy and then he got a phone call. After the phone call he picked me up and we went to the hospital and there we saw mummy getting covered up by a white sheet and I asked daddy what was going on. he said to me that Mummy is going to a better place now and she is not going to be with us anymore, implying that she died.

I look up at them and see them with a mixture of emotions: sympathy, sadness and curiosity and I decided to continue

T: so the grave you saw me talking to was mummy's grave. Daddy was part of the military and had to go back so I used to stay with our neighbours. but then when I was 7 daddy got shot in the head and had been in coma since. so the place I went running to after I saw you guys at the graveyard was the hospital. Since I had no relatives here in Austin, they had to put me in the orphanage and I have been there ever since. Life isn't nice there at all. The children and the staff there hate me so after I make them breakfast and dinner I stay away from them and go to my room or my special hiding spot, which I'm not going to tell you just yet. Since then I've been into drawing and writing as the last the mummy gave me before she left was a book and a sketchpad. There is something in the book which is very special to me so that's why I was lying at lunch. The teddy bear you saw yesterday was the something daddy got me before he went to the military saying, " I might not be physically there with you when you go through your hard times and your good times but remember I am always there in your head and wherever I am in the world, I will always be by your side and be thinking of you" and it helps me sleep at night as he used to sing me to sleep. Drawing is one of the things I do to get away from all the pain of it. And another secret completely unrelated to all of this is that I'm not 15 or 16 like you guys but I'm 10 and my birthday is August 30th 2006, which means I'm turning 11. and before you ask why I'm in your year it is because I skipped a couple years because I learnt things fast so I'm very intelligent. Now before you ask anything, I didn't tell you because it was to emotional for me to tell you because you probably think I'm a freak after it and I was scared you wouldn't talk to me no more.

By the end of this, I was full on crying and the guys just look at me with shock written on their face and I was waiting for a slap or a punch or them to be screaming at me but......