Chaper 1 - High School Equals Hell

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Chapter 1 - High School Equals Hell

High School for me is the definition of hell; I hate everything about high school, the people, teacher, education and food. I tried to remember my locker combination, 36-6-15, did I mentions I hate lockers too? When I finally opened my locker I pulled out my Algebra 2 book out my locker, when someone bummed into me causing for everything to fall out of my hands. I hear laughter and a watch where you're standing, before I bend down to pick up my book. Someone kicks the book away from my reach and slammed my head into the locker. Pain rushed down my head, feeling wobbly and weak. A girly laughter erupted behind me, sounding like a damn witch's high-pitched cackle. Looking up, I find the creepy Goth girl named Amy, smirking down at me. I finally stand up, the anger inside rushed out of me, making me gather some strength.

"Amy, do you have to be a bitch all the time?" I match the glare that she was giving me. Amy smacked her gum as loud as she could, making her look like a cow chowing grass.

"Oh, I'm sorry did you just say something, little girl?" Corner of her mouth gave me a nasty grin. My anger reached to the point of exploding. Amy and I were best friends before her mother died. Then Amy became obsessed with death and darkness, which turned her into a complete bitch.

"Yes, In fact, I said you look like a cow, when you chew your damn gum!" I snapped and realized that just come out of my mouth.

"A cow! Oh, you better watch your back!" Her eye twitched, while her body shook with rage.

"So you hear me now?" looking down on her neck, she replaces our friends forever, with a gothic choker. She followed my gaze and placed her hand over her neck and stumped away. The bell rang, making me jump out of my skin. Well, crap, I am now late to class once again. Geometry is the worst subject that ever was made. I mean, who puts number, letters, shapes and lots words together, to make a math problem. It's like, if you have a square that has fifteen side with two letter, what makes it a circle? First of all what and kill me now, please, anyone want to volunteer? 

"Evaline, can you please stop day dreaming and solve the volume of trapezoid and the volume of the kite? Ms. Livy slapped her hand on my desk, scaring the life out of me. I looked up and shrugged my shoulders. I have not a clue what to do, when it comes to math. Class dragged on and finally the last bell rang, dragging me from my day dreams once again. So you see I hate school, I don't have friends, everyone is mean to me, and I hate it here. Wow! I sound like a total bitch right now!

My name is Evaline Ana Driftwood, I am sixteen years old. I have dull black medium length hair with dull green eyes. I am short as short can be and I have kind of tan skin. So there you have it me and my dull looks and boring life. I cross the street when my phone starts to hum my favorite tune. A voice message was left by my mother, I call up and listen to the message that she left me.

"Hey sweetie, Mother calling, hope you had a great day at school, can you do me a favor, can you go to the store and pick up some coffee for me and your dad? I love you sweetie and hope to see you later, love bug." I smile, mom always made everything so much better, when times got ruff. I went to the market close to my house. When I go to the store, I always look at the books on the shelves. Picking up a book, I open the first page and begin to read. When I checked my watch it was eight, I realized I was on page 190, last track of time. I quickly got coffee and went in the alley behind the store which led to my neighborhood.

As I picked up the speed to get home because I hate the dark a figure stepped out from the shadows. They whistled and scream here cowy, I stop and recognize that Amy was with this Goth guys. One of them holding a metal pipe in his hand, someone knocked me down on my face. He began kicking my ribs hard as he could, while the other beat me with the melt pipe. I wanted to scream, cry for help, the pain was too painful but I will not cry in front of Amy. I remember someone screaming stop and a lot of yelling. I hear Amy crying in my ear.

"I am so sorry, this not what I meant by knocking some sense into you, I was hurt that our friendship was destroyed and I was mostly mad at myself, Eva, Eva!"  I hear Amy screaming in my ear.

When I woke up, I was in my own comfy bed and Amy by my side. Her makeup ran down her face as she kept crying. I hear a loud crash from the kitchen, and angry voices of my parents.

"This wouldn't have happened if you didn't waste the damn coffee every damn morning !" My mom screamed.

"This is my fault, let me guess, it's my fault that the plants died, in Evaline's little garden!" My dad's voice rumbled.

"Yes, it damn is!"

"Since Evaline was born, it's been all about her and always my fault for your damn mistakes!"

"That is because you are the world's worst father!" Glass shattered in the hallway. Amy took my hand and become to cry again softly, I feel asleep listening to the muffled sound of crying.

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