Tossed

Chapter 1

Is this what i will tell my kids when i am a mother?

Tell them, "When i was a kid we read books that held other peoples love stories and tragedies."

That all the men were assholes and that we were enable to experience our own love.

That our parents pushed us away from men because what was the use? We were to young and we had our future to worry about. We didnt "understand" what love was.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Truthfully, no one is able to love. Our lives were defeated by sin and can't have "love". Then what is the feeling we feel towards others? What is the meaning or definition of the urge to protect some one?

My name is Claire Clarkson. I recently went on to the age eighteen and will take the new path of the senior year. I go to Richwood High School. I have one younger brother named Damon. He is in 6th grade. I have a dog named Frodo. And two parents.

I dont put most things into such thought as i did with the definition of love.

Just looking at kids my age or younger kiss eachother or tell eachother they love them.

It put me into deep thought.

What is the point of fighting for a person if they will go their own ways after high school?

Maybe im just bitching in my thoughts because i envy such affection.

My thoughts are pushed to the back of my head when the bell rings for 6th hour to begin.

I grab my lunch tray and throw away the nasty school shit that they call food.

I pick a seat in the middle of the classroom and walk my way towards it. On my way i bump into someone.

He clears his throat. I look up at him. He's tall. Blonde. Blue eyes.

"Were you going to sit here?" he asks.

"Uh no i thought the seat over there was better anyway.." i say and walk my way towards a seat a few desks down from his.

He smirks.

asshole.

Im already eager for this semester to end. No. Year.

A blonde girl walks in with the tightest yoga pants i've seen since yoga pants began its popularity.

She walks straight towards the middle of the classroom and sits on the blonde boys lap. The boy i bumped into less than a minute ago.

He pulls her into a kiss that starts slow then escalates into a sloppy make out.

I cringe and turn away.

Many 'ooo' and 'ahh's echo the room.

As soon as the bell rings a boy with dark hair and dark skin bolts in.

The two blonde couple depart and the blonde boy pushes her of his lap.

"Calum!" he yells and reaches for his hand to have this Calum recieve a bro hug.

He pats his back.

"i've missed you mate!"

I sigh and pull out my phone and plug in the earphones.

I play a song by Nirvana.

I cross my arms over my chest and close my eyes.

I soak up the lyrics and think random thoughts.

After the song is over i open my eyes to my teacher and the blonde boy standing in front of me.

The teacher has his arms crossed and the boy is staring blankly at me.

I look back and forth from the teacher to the boy a couple of times.

"uhh..?" i say cocking an eyebrow at them.

the teacher sticks his hand out and gestures me to give him my phone.

i roll my eyes and plop the phone in his hands.

he walks back to his desk which leaves me and the blonde boy.

"can i help you?"

"um yes. were you, perhaps, listening to Nirvana?" he asks.

"yes. you have quite the skill of hearing" i say and roll my eyes.

he chuckles and rests his hands on my desk.

the more he leans closer to my face the bigger chance i have of flipping backwards out of my desk.

"i didnt even know people still listened to Nirvana!" he said in a very excited tone.

"Well their music is quite popu-" i say quietly then get interrupted.

"Who listens to Nirvana?" asks the dark haired/dark skinned boy and jumps from his seat.

"You ma'am have a fantastic taste in music" says the blonde boy.

The teacher yells at the two boys to take a seat. The boy winks at me and makes his way to his desk.

Annoying pricks.

Later on the bell rings and i hop from my desk and run to my locker.

Why do i run you ask? Because im basically invisible when it comes to the halls. People wont be afraid to bulldoze me over.

I hear distant heavy foot stomps from behind me.

I close my locker and nearly scream when the dark skinned boy is standing behind my locker door.

He leans on someone elses locker and stares at me.

"You almost made me shit myself" i say and furrow my eyebrows as i fumble my books in my hands.

He laughs and crosses his arms.

I start walking away but he runs up beside me.

"So me and my band are trying an experiment. And i was thinking.. since you like Nirvana i think you'd like our music" he says. "So maybe you could come and watch us perform. Its in my garage. You should go" he smiles.

His little gang of players is not something I would fancy getting involved with.

"Sorry im not interested" I say and try to walk faster to get out of his reach. But sadly his legs are much longer than mine and he catches up in just a couple strides.

"You can bring friends? Better yet, bring as many as you'd like" he says smiling down at me.

If I am being completely honest here, his smile is something that could make me melt.

He's very handsome. He has this jawline that is just so fine. He has a healthy body. His hair shapes his head perfectly. His full lips..

I can see why all the girls fall for him. But im not so easy. I dont want to be one of "those girls".

"I'll think about it" i say smiling.

"Alright cool cool" he says and reaches his hand out to touch my shoulder. "You know where to find me" he says then flashes his infamous smile and walks away.

I'm not falling for this.

This disgusting school boy thing where they plays girls is no where close to appealing to me.

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Okay! That concludes my first chapter! Please keep reading! I promise i'll keep each chapter longer and entertaining! xx