I opened my eyes and welcomed the rays of sunlight. I sat up in my bed, but I got a sudden sharp pain on my arm. I looked at to see that there were cuts on it. "That's right." I said. I cut myself last night. I then looked to my side to see Sissel on the mattress. He was sound asleep. I probably should have bandaged my arm. Leaving it open can cause bacteria to slip through. I got up, and put some sweatpants and a blue t-shirt on, and went to the bathroom to find the first aid kit. After bandaging myself up, I decided to go into the kitchen and make some breakfast. I went to the fridge to find four eggs and two slabs of bacon. "I'm going to have to go shopping in a bit." I thought to myself. I started making some eggs, and as I was, I heard footsteps enter the kitchen. It was Sissel. He was wearing some sweatpants and an oversized gray t-shirt. "Whatcha cookin'?" Sissel asked. "Eggs and bacon." I replied. "That sounds good." Sissel said. "How do you like your eggs?" I asked. "Scrambled." Sissel replied. Sissel sat down at the table. There was no school today, because it was Saturday. "How did you sleep?" Sissel asked. "I slept fine." I answered. There was an awkward silence, well except for the sizzling of the pan. "So last night..." I started to say, but Sissel put his hand up to signal that he didn't want to talk about it. I don't think I wanted to talk about it either. I finished making breakfast, plated them, and placed them on the table. We ate in silence. "Hey, I gotta go. Are you going to be okay?" Sissel asked. I nodded. Sissel left after he ate, leaving me alone. I was still sitting at the table. The whole apartment was silent. I decided to wash some dishes, then after that I took a shower, and got dressed. I wrote down a list of things needed at the store and left. Since I didn't have a car I had to walk to the store. It was a long walk, but I made it. I looked at the list of things I needed. Eggs was the first thing on my list, so I walked to where the eggs located. I wasn't looking at where I was going and bumped into someone. "Ah! I'm sorry." The person apologized. "Oh, it's okay!" I quickly said. I bumped into a girl. She seemed younger than me. She seemed to be about 4'7". She had long red hair. Her left eye was blue, while the other was brown. She seemed a bit tan, but yet a little bit darker. She had freckles and wore glasses. "Wait...do I know you?" I asked. "Maybe, but I don't know yo- wait...your Ken Fry, the sole member of the Health Committee." The girl said. "Yeah, that's right." I said. So this girl is from my school, but I don't know her, and I know everybody. Wait a minute...I remember now. "You're Juniper Thorne." I said. The girl nodded. Juniper Thorne is the smartest person in our whole school. She's been that way since day one. She's 13 now if I remember her file correctly. She's never gone to the nurse's office before, yet she knows who I am. "Why are you here?" I asked. "I'm looking for groceries." Juniper answered. That was a stupid question to ask. "Well, I gotta go now, see ya later...maybe." Juniper said as she walked off. After she left I continued with shopping. After I got everything, I payed, and I left. On my way home, I heard some commotion. "Please...stop..." I heard someone cry out. "Shut up slut!" Another voice said. I discreetly walked over to where the voices were coming from. It lead me to an alleyway, and when I got there, I saw Juniper on the ground being kicked by some guy I didn't recognize. Juniper's glasses were on the ground, broken. I could hear Juniper crying. I dropped my groceries onto the ground and grabbed a metal pipe. "Hey!" I yelled out. The guy stopped kicking Juniper and turned to look at me. "Who're you?" He asked. "Are this whore's boyfriend or something?" He asked. "No I'm not." I replied. "I'm the guy who's gonna send you crying to your mommy." I said. "Why you little-" The guy said aggravated. He got a knife out and attempted to slab me with it, but I moved out of the way. The guy hit me a few times, but nothing too serious. After some time I finally got an opening to attack, and so I did. I swung the pipe onto the guys back and he fell over. He was unconscious. I ran to Juniper. "Juniper!" I exclaimed. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was light. She was bleeding and she was bruised everywhere. I grabbed her glasses and picked her up. I also grabbed my groceries. I then took her to my apartment. I did what I could to stop the bleeding and such. She seemed like she would be fine. It didn't dawn on me that I had to remove a bit of her clothing to do so, and thanks to that thought, I got a nosebleed. I put Juniper on the bed in my room. I then checked Juniper's bag to see if she had any contact information. I found her Mom's phone number and called it. I told her mother what happened, and what I had to do, and where to get her daughter. After the call, I sat down on the couch and sighed.
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A Life Worth Living
Teen FictionKen Fry lives with only his mom in the city, and they are having financial problems, and on top of that he gets bullied nonstop, he gets into fights, and sits alone at lunch. Soon, a boy much like him moves into town, and with him, Ken will learn wh...