A Spoonful of Fire

Chapter 1

Ahhh, school, no more school. It was the end of May, ha. Today was filled with insanely happy people and sad, depressed people. No more Hillcrest High School, for a while. (Tuscaloosa, Alabama) Everyone was saying goodbye to what was known as "prison" or a "death trap", to the people that hated it, of course. For others, it could be a utopia. But for me I highly despised it. No more worrying about stupid exams or unnecessary work we would not need for the real world. Most importantly, everyone was saying goodbye to each other, well except me, oh poor me. I'll explain. . .

It's just I'm socially awkward. I was never the social butterfly at school, I'm just the kind that sits in the back and tries to keep up with the class. No one likes me, they never take me seriously. Maybe I just alienate myself too much from a lot of people. And if you need some kind of object that would describe me best at school, I would be that rug that you would just wipe off all of your mud from your shoes on, from a very rainy, muddy day. Or what majority of people would say, if you will, a piece of s**t. They bullied me, but I did not care. It was whatever. I just dealt with them like a queen, initially telling them off and making them pee in their clothes! Yup, imma queen. Omg, I hang out too much with Preston. Oh, Preston.

I'm not completely alone I have one friend, Preston. He loves to make people laugh and intimidate people, but jokingly. He always brightens up the day and makes school way less boring. He is that kind of person that everyone likes to be around at school and has a pretty decent amount of friends. He made it very clear, one day, that he did not want to hang out with everyone because "there are a lot of hoes at our school". We've been friends forever. He supports me on everything that I do and want to do with my life. He's like a big brother, even if we're almost the same age.

Anyways, I would not be saying goodbye to anyone, but myself because next year I would be a junior at high school, yup, almost there! And I would not say good bye to Preston, because I'm always staying at his house hanging out with him. Really it's my home, too, I'm never at my real house.

I wait for Preston by his classroom, ready to get in his car and go hangout somewhere.

"Hey, Bre!" Preston screams once he sprints to me and hugs me tight. That is my nickname that he's shortened down from my real name, Brena.

"Hey!" I say in pain from his tight hug.

The bell rings and we run out the high school door, pushing anyone that would get on our way. We were free finally!

"Move out the way people! I gotta get out of this trap house!" Preston yells at everyone.

"How about going skating and out to eat afterwards," Preston was saying while we were getting into his really nice Jeep, that he had got for his birthday last year. "Or we can go to the movies or something. It's up to you."

"You know I do not know how to decide," I laugh. "It's up to you."

We leave the dungeon and head out to my house so I can go change clothes.

"Hurry up, you trash can, I know how slow you are, you Grandma!" He yells, while laughing.

"Shut up, your so retarded." I smile. He's so dumb.

"Hey momma, I'm going with Preston! I'm gonna spend the night over his house!" I yell to my mom wherever the heck she is at.

"Umm... your not spending the night at his house tonight, because I need you back by dinner." My mom tells me from the kitchen, as I walk up the stairs to her.

"What, why," I respond. "You always let me go over there."

"Don't question me be back by 7 o clock or imma beat yo ass!" My mom screams at me.

I do not know why my mom was so mad, but I would definitely be back home in time because quite frankly my own mother was scaring me. She was never like this. It was not adding up.

As I pass my parents' room I see a weird white container that looked like something I had never seen before. It was labeled CRACK on it. I was really confused, but I just thought it was nothing so I just kept on walking.

I changed into my really cute black jeans with a cut at the knee, a dark green crop top, and my gold sandals, also bringing socks for the roller skates. Can't forget those!

When I'm about to leave the house, I'm stopped by the presence of the container. As I'm just about to check it out, I'm stopped by little brother and sister. My brother is 8 and my sister is 4.

They both said in unison, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, nothing I was just about to see if one of my earrings were in here, nope, okay, gotta go!"

"Where are you going?" My sister asks.

"Ha, none of your business. Somewhere your not!" I shout.

"Hey, that's mean." My brother says.

"Just get back to your origami stuff, before I origami you!" I run out the door with my "scary" face to scare them, already wasting a lot of Preston's time. You know he really was right, I do not know how he does it, but I would have been left him. Naw, I was just kidding.

"I'm sorry, Preston, for taking so long it's just something weird is happening in the house." We we're backing out of my house about to head on the road.

"Ya, I told you. Ha, ha wait let me guess it's something with your brother cause that little boy seems mentally ill or something, no offense."

"No like for real, like my mom just like told me to my face that she would "beat my" ya know."

"What the hell, your mom never cusses, you get that from her. But anyways, she's like the sweetest person in the world what the heck. Something broke your mom!"

"I know and what's even crazier is that I found a container that said CRACK on it. Like written in sharpie with blue letters, ya know."

"You don't think your parents might be, like on drugs, do you?"

"I dont know, man. I dont know. I just do not want to talk about it anymore." I start to put my headphones in.

"I don't know Bre, but you gotta face the facts your parents could be. . ."

"Please, Preston. Just not right now." I interrupt him, angrily.

Author's Note: I hope you guys are enjoying this story so far. I'm going to update this story as frequently as possible because I like this story so far. Leave comments because I wanna see you guy's reactions on this story so far. I love you all! See you guys in the next chapter!