After, Darlene had passed away things kinda stayed the same. I mean of course Brenda and I still didn't get along, but at least we would try (or at least I would). I would try and be the best kid that I could be. I already wasn't allowed to go anywhere, hangout with friends, have a phone, or have any type of social media. The only things I was actually allowed to do was chores; wash dishes, clean, dust, walk the dog, take the trash out, clean up after her grandsons, and I even had to clean up her grandson's vomit among other things. Did anyone help me do these things? No, but I guess you can say that I was use to it.
I had started my first day at our local high school, and that summer Brenda and I had applied to a different school where the "bad kids" go. In school I would walk through the hallways struggling to find my way around but I eventually did. I liked my classes, and I liked how I had most of my classes with my friends. Then it all changed, I was called down to the guidance office, and they had an opening at the "bad school", the counselor and already spoken with Brenda about it and I was to go there the next day and start school there instead of going to the school with my friends. The reason that Brenda and I had applied for the "bad school", was because she found out that my older sister went to the local high school, and Brenda did not want me anywhere near her.
I went to the "bad school" the next day and I walked into class and I actually knew some of the kids. I went into my history/geography class and I was puzzled as to where I could sit. "It's okay Destiny, you can have a seat next to Hunter. He won't bite.", the teacher said. I looked at the boy that she was pointing to and had a seat next to him, and we introduced ourselves. A couple days later was when I passed a note to him saying "Hey, you're kinda cute.". Not sure what he said back, but a couple weeks later we started "dating". I never really considered it as dating because I couldn't go anywhere, and I could barely talk to him on Brenda's phone. Hunter and I didn't even really speak much in school and when we did it was kind of awkward. I hugged him once and held his hand under the table in class when we would watch movies. He was the first boy that I had ever cried on, and the only reason I was crying was because of the movie The Last Samurai.
I honestly thought I was in love with Hunter. Whenever we did talk, he made me feel special and happy. Which was a weird feeling considering I hadn't felt like that in a while.
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Non-FictionThis is a story about a girl named Destiny. Travel with her as she faces many trials in her life. She battles love, fate, faith, regret, pain, abuse, depression, and many more. Hope you all enjoy. (I will be publishing a new chapter/part every day...