Beautiful Song

Chapter Four:The Pep Assembly

"Get in England come on!" the sirens got closer. Reece would be in dipshit if he actually went inside of this car with him. He couldn't help but try to think what was better. Was it better to get caught and pay consequences or just turn yourself in?

Reece was about to pass out. He hoped in the car in the back as the car sped off from the parking lot. The back door got shut by itself as the car was driven.

"Whoa whoa," Reece says very slury, "don't you think you are going a bit to fast?"

Parker looked in the back, "it's going to be fine bro Phil knows his backroads like every guy knows the feeling of his one eyed snake."

Reece's nose held up in disgust but he didn't care as his eyes became more drooper. The sirens faded away and so did the words that were coming out of the two lads in the front.

"Reece! Are you listening to me?" his father spoke up louder and Reece sat up in the car in the passanger seat.

September 20

"Yeah Dad I'm listening," he muttered after sniffling his nose. His eyes were glistened with unrevealed tears. He looks out of the window and toward the road to the beach. His eyes trail off and he closes them again. He hates closing his eyes because he always finds himself thinking of the memories leading to this point.

"Well did you do it?" he asked and then Reece opened his eyes. He nodded his head. As his father drove he looked from the road to Reece for a second, "really? Okay. Then why don't you tell me some of it?"

Reece slightly groaned in the bottom of his throat and then licked his lips. "Fine than."

Reece got his backpack from the backseat and then unzipped it. He got his notebook out and then closed it, "dear high school classmates and students you all can go to fuckin' hell and forget about my apology."

"Reece Matthew," his father said in a deep hollowed voice and then he became even more angry as Reece threw the notebook in the back and thrown the backpack to the side helter skelter, "we talked about this."

"Yeah. I know we did," Reece snapped and then rolled his eyes, "do me a favor and don't bring it up again? I get huge stage fright when it comes to saying sorry to classmates that either haven't heard of me in a day of their life or they are simply the reason why I have to do it."

He wished he could go back some how and change it all. Change everything for his son. He hated seeing him this way. Keith did. But he didn't know how to help him. He didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do. It was like the day him and Janet brought Reece home from the hospital. They were teenage parents that were thrown out into the world without knowing what to do. They were lost puppies and Keith was a mutt. He didn't know how to hold a baby, let alone how to care for it and norture it. He assumed he did a good job with Reece up until now that is.

"Then why are you being this way?" he asked his son, "why are you saying some things that can be really disrespectful. Actually it is disrespectful."

He pulled to the side of the drop off to the school and then put the car in park. He turned to Reece but Reece was already holding the handle.

"I can't say sorry so why does it matter anymore," Reece pulled it and then opened the door. He got out and then slammed the door. He had his backpack in his hands as he walked to the enterance.

Murmurs were in the hall and reece already knew what they were about. "wow it is such a shame." 'Did you hear he was there when it happened?" "parker will be terribly missed but why does he still have the chance to still be here."