To say I was shocked was the lest bit of understatement. My eyeballs literally popped out. this sexy Greek god stock his tongue at me.
I got over my shock when I heard the cafeteria bubbling with laughter.Ya go head and laugh your asses off.
Excuse my language.''come on Demi sit down!'' screamed Emily.
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''yay its gym time!'' i screamed, to myself. mentally.
every year, the first day of school our school would play soccer. since soccer is the number one sport in our school. and I, Demi am officially the best girl soccer player in this school. yes i do take time bragging about myself.
Every year at the beginning of year we play soccer. Why soccer out of all those other sports?
Because our school is the top most soccer freaks. We always win every match. We are undefeatable. Every time we have a game there would be alot of collage sponsors coming to sponsor a kid. How i know all of this? Because almost half the boys in our whole school plays for our school, meaning Matt and Styles are in it. They always argue about who is the best player and who can dribble the ball the best. I swear sometimes you'd think that they were married couples.
I remember how I always use to play soccer with my brother. Even before i came to this school I was also a soccer freak. Me and my brother Sam always use play in the backyard. Every time he tried to get the ball i'd always beat him. I ran faster then him because of his chubby figure. No to be mean or anything. But i don't even feel the least bit sorry about calling him fat.
he left me and i hate him.
First my parents leave me then him. And know i have to deal with this. A abusive uncle and his bitch of a wife.
Every since my brother left me i had nothing to hold on to except for hope.
Yes that word.
Hope.
And you know whats funny when you have so much hope in the hope itself and later fails you. My parents failed me my brother did and know hope. I know I'm being selfish but there's nothing else to do now.
The twinkle's were gone when i looked into my mothers lifeless eyes. My once radiant mom. Every time i had a bad day the only thing i'd look forward to it at the end would be seeing my mom. She was a dad and a mom to me, and my brother....well he filled up the other part of my heart. His pink baby cheeks, big beautiful shining eyes that always made me safe, his attention...everything i is gone. It all left the day my mom left this world.
I could never be that carefree, happy girl ever again. My happiness, my moms life and my brothers promise all flew away like the ashes of fire the day i learned not to hope.
All these distance memories are all locked up in the back of my mind. Somewhere were only i have the keys to.
I walked into the gym locker and changed my regular clothes to my gym ones. In our school we wear the same thing as other schools. Just regular shorts and shirt for soccer. I walked outside and saw the girls in line already.
''ok everybody single fiel line and run five laps!'' our coach screamed.
i heard some people groan, and i was one of them. our field was so big. ever seen those big collage fields. well our field is as big as that. and five laps....please don't even get me started.
''and after your done with the laps, I want you guys to warm up.''
she blew her whistle just to make her point. i saw some of my classmates face pale. and when i looked back at my coach I saw a Small smirk lurking by her mouth. wow. she actually enjoys that much by torturing us???
''GO! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!?'' she yelled at us when we did'nt move.
i started to slow jog first so i can save my energy while i saw some of my classmates running full speed. some of them even looked back to look at the coach. they really are scared of her.....
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