The bad boy's sidekick

Capter 1: Where it all began

Cast: Jake Turner as Jackson Rivers,
Jonathan Bash as Ryan Summer's,
Rachel May as Anita Ray,
Colton Blake as Tyler stone and
Mia Stammer as Bailey Anderson
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So, to start off this story, let me describe myself. My name is Jessie Davis and I've been in and out of foster homes my whole life.

Okay... So maybe that was bit too straight forward of a start. But it's all true. My mom died when I was 11 and my biological dad left me and my mom when I was 8. So needless to say, I've never exactly had a "fatherly" figure to help guide my way.

It was just me and my mom until she died. Since I didn't have any other family members, there was really no where else that the police could take me except foster care.

Let me refrase that, there were no other family members that were willing to take care of me. They all said the same thing, "having a child is too much work and responsibility. "

So since none of them wanted me, I got put into foster care when I was 11. By the age of 13 I had too many cuts and bruises on my body to even count, from all the foster homes I was put into.

But out of all the homes I've been to, I will never forget Ms. And Mr. Bass. But us foster kids always called him Mr. Ass. I know what you're thinking, that's really disrespectful of you kids to say about another person. But trust me, he deserves that nickname.

Him and Ms. Bass would always lock me in the house everyday before they went out drinking. They would lock all the doors and windows to be absolutely sure that I had nothing to escape out of.

They would make me get up at 5: 00am every morning to clean the house, cook breakfast, do the dishes and clean all the bedrooms. Even the bedrooms that we weren't even using.

If you didn't get up by the time they wanted you up, they'd take you down stairs to the basement where they had handcuffs attached to the bar in the closet. They'd make you stand on you're tippy toes so they could latch the handcuffs onto you're wrists, then they would leave you hanging there for however long they saw fit.

See, the problem with this is that when you stand on you're tippy toes, the restraint from the handcuffs goes away. But when you're toes get tired, you try to stand flat footed but then the handcuffs dig into you're skin.

Needless to say, I learned to get up at the time they wanted me too. They would also hit me, pull my hair, whip me, ect.

I used to be the "bad girl" of the bunch, but I'm really trying to turn my life around and be better for myself and others. But mostly just myself.

Today is relocation day. Where I get relocated to a new home, I'm not quite sure where sunny is taking me this time. I just hope it's better than the asses, I-i mean Basses.

By the way, sunny is my case worker. She's been working with me since I first got into the system. I'm 15 now so I kinda know what's wrong and what's right. I say kinda because we all gotta get in a little trouble now ad then.

As I walk into the New York airport my mind begins to turn and spin with all of the possibilities of where I might be going.

This place has to be far. I mean, you need a plane to get there! I walk around a bit more, then desied to sit down on one of the live seats they have in the waiting room area.

I look around at all the different kinds of people rushing to get on and off of flights. As well as talking from the waiting room.

After a few more minutes of looking around, I turn my head to the entrance and see a firmiliar face. It's sunny, she walkes up to me as I begin to stand up, she gives me a big hug and hands me a folder.

"What is this for?" I ask

"Which one? The hug or the folder?" She says plafully with a smile.

"Both." I reply as I laugh a little.

"Well, the hug is because you deserve it, and the folder holds all of the information about the new family you're going to" She replies.

"Ah, I see. Where am I going to that needs a plane to get to? " I say in a demanding tone.

"Colorado Springs" She sighs and puts her hands on her hips.

" COLORADO SPRINGS!?" I yell out. Probably a little too loudly.

"Yes, Colorado Springs. " She states, crossing her arms.

"But- I can't- that's so far away!" I exclaim.

"Yes, I know. But this is a really good family. The lady is a foster mom to 5 other kids already and takes care of them just fine. I've already contacted her before hand, she is going to pick you up when you get there." She states.

" 5 Other kids! I have to live with 5 other kids!" I complain

"They are all very nice and welcoming. I have to go, everything you need is in that folder and you're flight number is 828." She replies is a serious tone.

"But- I can't go on my own! I'm only 15!" I yell out.

"It's not illegal and you will survive." She says in a sarcastic voice.

We say good bye, then I watch her as she walks out the exit. Great, just great. I'm all alone with no adult supervision, not to mention hungry and tired as hell.

" Now boarding flight 828" Says a lady on the intercom.

I pick up my suitcase off the floor next to the coffee table and start to head for my flight. I board the plane and start walking down the center row of the isle.

I come across my seat number and notice that the gods have thou blessed me with the seat next to the window. I put my suitcase in the compartment above me, then sit down and buckle my seatbelt.

I take out my iPod, put in my ear buds and start playing my music as I wait for the plane to take off. As I'm sitting there staring at nothing, this man in his early thirties sits down in the chair next to mine.

I figured he's just probably my flight buddy and tried to ignore him. But he was a very hard man to ignore. He was dressed in a very fancy suit, with a very fancy suitcase and had very fancy groomed hair.

He looked like the type of man that would be in first class. The plane took off and I started looking through the folder that sunny had given me before I boarded.

There were 5 of them. Jackson Rivers, Anita Ray, Ryan Summer's, Bailey Anderson and Tyler Stone. From the folder, they all seemed like very nice people. But I won't really know until I actually meet them.

I closed the folder and sat it down next to me. I started looking out the window when my eves started to feel heavy. I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep.