To Kill A Sparrow

Chapter One "Memories"

Chapter One "Memories"

June 12th, 2013 I remember that day perfectly, things had gone from amazing to terrible in just the blink of an eye. That was the day my best friend, Sparrow Evans, was brutally murdered. And the most twisted part about it, is I was forced to watch the whole thing.

This town is full of gossip and bullshit. So, don't believe anything you hear in Redwood, California. Everyone is always trying to get in your business because we're a town of only 2,500 people and there's not much to do around here. So the adults chat and keep this town connected and the kids, well let's just say, they run wild.

I try my hardest not to remember the night that Sparrow was killed, I don't like thinking about it. How could someone who this whole town knew, who seemed so innocent, just be robbed from us like that? I don't think this town truely understands what Sparrows death has revealed to us. We all know Sparrow's death wasn't an accident, but it proves that one of us is a killer. And whoever that person is, is still running around Redwood, California.

After the incident with Sparrow my parents decided they should try home schooling me. At the time I thought this was a great way to get away from all the drama and rumors about what had really happened. So for the past year i was homeschooled, but apparently they have consulted a therapist, and now they think I should go back to public school and try to get my life back on track. So it's the beginning of my junior year and I am returning to this hell hole of a school.

I woke up on Monday morning prepared for the worst things public high school could throw at me. I walked into the living room and my dad was watching the local news.

"There was a reported scandal at a high school in Eastwood, California, concerning a 20 year old teacher named, Jacob Hahn, and an 18 year old student," One reporter began.

"People these days, huh?" My mom pourned me a glass of orange juice, "Teachers and students, goodness what is happening to society?"

"Well I'm just glad that was in Eastwood," I took a sip of my juice, "This town can't handle anymore drama and it definatly does not need another reason to be a press opportunity."

"Well you should have been up earlier, they said they got the picture from some anonymous Facebook account," My dad added.

"Sush, Jason," My mom teased as she handed me a plate of eggs, "You ready for your first day back as being a normal teenager?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," I skewerd and egg with a fork, "Do I still have gymnastics after school?"

"About that," My mom began, "Dr. Ellison thinks you shouldn't be doing gymnastics. He thinks because you signed up with Sparrow, you're using gymnasics as a way to hold on to the past."

"Okay that doesn't even make any sense!" I turned to my dad, "Do you agree with her?"

"When it comes to gymnastics, quitting it may give you more time to focus on your academics," Me dad evidently sided with my mom.

"Whatever," I got up from the table, grabbed my backpack, and walked to the front door, "You two are unbelieveable."

I had slammed the door shut and walked to my car. I threw my stuff in the trunk, and drove off to school. When I got there, there was no where to park, every time I turned in that parking lot there was a car that filled almost every spot. I looked around and there was a huge truck that took up two spots.

"That asshole," I mumbled to myself.

Eventually I did find a parking spot, I got out of my car and went to the front office of the school. Baywood High was cleaner than I had remembered, and it looked like they had added a fresh coat of paint to the inside of the school. Instead of being the dreary black and grey school, it was now sporting the school colors, green and gold, everywhere. I sat in the waiting area of the office, waiting to recieve my scheduale for the year. Even though I registered late they said I could still choose my electives, there was just no garuntee that I would get into everything that I wanted.