How do you keep yourself from giving into the urge to run away from everyone and everything and live in the mountains. I have been trying so hard to restrain myself from doing that. It isn't like anyone would notice, I dont really think anyone would care.
Dad would be too focused on inflating his secretaries confidence and my step-mother would be too busy worrying about what ever work thing she has next. She may care when she notices, but that's if she notices.
So why not just do it, you know? Nothing in the world is holding me back!
You're too much for of a coward to do anything, stupid.
There it is, that's the reason I was looking for. That's why I haven't left, because I am a huge coward. If I had even a shred of bravery I would just leave. It would probably be for the best.
Instead I am getting ready for school, a place where my dream of leaving is pushed further and further into the back of my head. I am trapped here, and it was my doing. I know that this is where I am meant to be right now but that doesn't make me hate it any less.
The first day of my senior year should be a joyous occasion, right? I should be jumping up and down because I only have 9 more months stuck in this vicious hell hole of a town, but I honestly don't want to go to school. Despite my classmates and how they treat me I dont want to go to school because that means I am one day closer to leaving my mom. Even though she's my step mother she raised me as a mother would, so I usually just address her as mom. She is the strongest role model a girl could ask for. I don't really know what comes next for me or us. What I do know is that she has gotten me through everything that has happened in my life. She's more of a parent to me then my own father.
My father works for some company in New York which has him take business trip after business trip, and my mother is one of the most feared prosecutors in the tristate area. They make decent livings and we live in a nice house on the outskirts of our town. We live happily and comfortably but it is nothing compared to my classmates. I am on scholarship at Woodstock Academy, one of the most exclusive prep schools in the country.
I am kind of a genius, at least that's what mom says. She really thinks I am going to save the word. It means a lot to have her believe in me. I dont really think I am as smart as everyone believes. I mean I guess I know I am book smart because of my grades and my memory but when it comes to interacting with my peers, I am the biggest idiot in the world. I can solve any Taylor Polynomial calc throws at me and I can recall every word of every book I have ever read, but if you ask me to walk up and say hi to someone I will fall apart.
Not many people at my school know I am on scholarship, and I know what you are thinking, why are you on scholarship when you just said you and your family have a decent amount of money. Yeah, well that's because I go to a school for the children of high power CEOs and with people whose money came from generations and generations ago. It does get intimidating but it's not like anyone really talks to me that often unless it's to make fun of me so I dont have to worry about making conversation.
I hate living so close to the school, but my mother just simply adored the idea of me not having to poison the earth with the fossil fuels of my car everyday. Despite the school being a decent ways away my house backs up to a forest that I can cut through to end up at the fields behind the school. So all I have to do is walk across the JV soccer field and around the school to the courtyard and just like that I am at the front entrance. It only takes about 15 minutes.
The walk there is not so bad, I love how tranquil the forest is in the morning. There is a pathway straight through it to the fields. On the fields there is a little strip of pavement that leads to the school from the soccer fields. It is usually where parents usually put their chairs to watch the beloved team. Soccer is so big at my school that even the JV team has devoted fans. The soccer program is the most popular in town and being on the team basically means you are royalty.
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The Bad Boy's Trophy
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