A New Life

Chapter One

Hello there, my name Matthew Harvey Mitchell. I live in Los Angeles, California. My uncle Parker likes to text me everyday to see how ear are and if everything's okay. I always tell him we are fine even though my dad is never home. I'm alone. I've started doing bad things. I've started stealing, smoking and getting suspended.

Anyway, I am currently in my math class at school. It's very easy yet boring. I have my head on the table and started to fall asleep. "Matthew!" "Unicorns are real!" I shouted sitting up. I smiled as the class laughed. "Matthew Mitchell, I suggest you stay awake and pay attention or I'm gonna have to send you to the office!" Mrs. Mary said. "Oh Mrs. Mary! Why would I want to leave and miss this amazing and non boring class?" I asked. Mrs. Mary glared at me before storming to her desk. She grabbed a piece of paper and wrote something on it. "Go to the office! I'll call up there and let them know you're coming!" She seethed angrily through her teeth.

"Oh well, your loss!" I said and grabbed it before walking out. This school isn't that big but it's still kinda big. I started walking to opposite way if the office. I don't wanna go there yet. I stopped at the bathroom and went. I washed my hands and sat on the counter. "Well, well, well," I heard. I looked up and smiled. "Michael!" I smiled. "Hey baby boy," he said and kissed me. "How much trouble did you get into this time?" He asked. "Eh, kicked out of the classroom and sent to the office," I mumbled. Michael sighed. "Matt you need to stop this! It's getting out of hand!" He said. I looked down. "You're lucky I don't spank you," he whispered in my ear sending shivers down my spine. He's not kidding either. He would actually spank me! He's done it before. He only cares about my safety and makes sure I do the right thing.

"You should get to the office," he said and lifted me off the counter. I groaned and he slapped my butt, hard. "Ow!" I mumbled. "Watch it," he said. I nodded. "Give me a kiss," he said with a smile. I smiled and kissed him before walking out and towards the office. Michael's a great boyfriend. I love him so much. Granted he is a year older than me I still love him. The walk to the office wasn't long. I walked in and the principle was there with the... police? I shrugged and walked in.

"Matthew, I heard what you did. Normally I would suspend you for a few days but," Mr. McDonald said. "What's going on?" I asked. "Matthew, we have heard that your father isn't in town," one of the officers said. "Yeah, so?" I asked. "How long has he been gone?" The other officer asked. "Uh, about a year," I said. "Matthew, we have to take you to a foster home," one of the officers said. "What? No! You can't!" I shouted. "Matt lower your voice! I'm sorry but we do. It's illegal to leave a minor alone for such a long time span," the other officer said. I let out a shaky breath. "Let's go son," one of the officers said. "No!" I cried and yanked my arm away from the reach. "Matthew?" I heard.

"No! No! No!" I cried and covered my ears. I felt someone grab my arms. "Matthew!" I looked and saw Michael. "Mikey!" I cried. "Shh, baby boy, it's okay," he said softly and hugged me. I hugged back and cried into his neck. "Who may you be?" One of the officers asked. "I'm his boyfriend, what's going on?" Michael asked. "Well, I'm officer Peters and this is officer Scott. Matthew is being sent to a foster home because he had no legal guardian to care for him," Officer Peters said. "Please don't let them take me!" I begged Michael. "Matt, baby, look at me," Michael said sternly but soft. I looked up at him. "You need to go with them. I'll call you later to see how you are but you need to go with the now," he said. I silently cried. Michael hugged me once again be Officer Scott gently grabbed my shoulders.

Slowly, I let go of Michael and Officer Scott guided me to the police car. "Would you like to go by your house to get anything?" Officer Scott asked. I nodded and looked out the window at Michael. He smiled at me and I smiled weakly back, and he went back into the school. Officer Peters got in the car, and we started driving to my house, after I told them the address. We pulled in and Officer Peters came in with me. I walked up the stairs and to my room and packed a small bag. I put my boxers, socks, a couple pairs of my black jeans, a black shirt, a white button down and my sweatshirt. I put it on my back and grabbed my guitar. "Got everything?" Officer Peters asked. I nodded and went back outside and into the car. I put my bag on the floor and my guitar in my lap.