Story of my Life

Welcome Newcomer Pt2...

     As I walked home I made sure to pay attention to the houses and different features that the areas had, mainly to memorize them, but also to remember how to get home. I knew it was going to take me a bit to get there but I didn't mind, walking helps me think.

After a short bit of walking there was still about half a mile or so to go until I'd be home, and I was getting extremely distracted.
I sat down on the curb and started to write down lyrics in my notebook, but was interrupted by a car honking in front of me. I'm not an evil person but the look I gave the honking car would have destroyed it completely the driver would have been annihilated.

"Hey! It's names Kori, right? We were introduced this morning by Seven." He said turning to look at something in his car then back to me. "I'm Alec."

"Oh, yeah. Ugh..... Nice to officially meet you Alec?" I asked putting my notepad away. He didn't say anything just put his car in park and got out to lean against it. "Do you need something?"

"No, I was gonna ask what your deal is?" He pulled a cigarette out and lit it, taking every drag slow, and despite how long each drag was it still took me a minute to reply.

"Um...  What are you talking about. What do you mean? I asked quietly.

"I mean like, what's your story?" Tell me about yourself." He took another drag of his cigarette as he spoke and I had to admit he did look pretty cool.

              "Ugh, I'm seventeen, but I turn eighteen in July. I was born here but lived most of my teen life in Cali. Why am I the point of interest?" I asked turning my head quizzically.

"I don't know, but ugh....... I'll talk to you later." He flocked the cigarette butt off into the distance and got back into his car. I stood there watching as he sped off, and for a moment tried to figure out what just happened. When I decided it wasn't worth the attention, I continued walking peaceful.
I listened to music and continued to take mental notes of the neighborhood.

So when I got had eventually made it home I hadn't even noticed how long the walk took.

I knocked on our front door before putting my key in and unlocking it with a simple twist, and when I walked in, I instantly took off my shirt and put on a pair of short shorts.
I threw my bag in the corner and went straight to the kitchen where I rummaged around for a snack until I settled on some kale chips. I went to lay down on the couch to enjoy some piece and quiet but was detoured by a knock on the door.

As I shuffled over to the door, I could see Jeremys talk muscular body. I opened door and slowly looked over his toned arms and chest and as my gaze drifted lower, I could feel his eyes enjoying my physique the same way.

"Hey what's up?" I asked perching myself against the doorframe.

"Well first of all, you look really good, and secondly. Nothing just wanted to see how you were after your first day." He said coming into the house.

"It was cool, but weird having to explain myself to every teacher. Even weirder when the guys I though were bullies, didn't bully me." I laughed, hoping he knew what I meant.

"Why would someone bully you?" He asked curiously.

"I just though it's what jocks do. God knows I've dealt with a lot of it before. Didn't really expect anything different." I said slowly leading him to the living room, then plopping down on the couch.

"Oh, naw. Our.... 'Jocks' and are super cool it's those damn video game kids, some of the things they say are crazy. I'm telling you, ya gotta watch the tech heads." He said popping some kale chips in his mouth and laughing at my outdated view on high culture.

I was gonna continue the conversation, but before I could speak I was cut off by the door again. I looked over at the door and saw Tia jumping to make herself seen and knew I had to let her in. I walked over and opened the door, not knowing what I was unleashing upon my house.

She bounced through the door straight to the kitchen, then around the dinning table. She went to the back door and finally stopped in the living room to jump onto the couch. I chuckled at her hyper-activeness, and it helped reminded me that I needed to call my therapist.

I excused myself to talk to her and when the conversation was over I went back to my newfound company.

               "So, you never explained why someone would bully you." Seven announced, before popping more chips into his mouth.

               "What someone is bullying you! Who is it, I'll kick their ass." Tia said reaching for the bag of chips.

I chuckled at the siblings fighting over my chips, before I answered them. "I'm not a normal girl. When people figure that out they tend to act differently, when it comes to me.

They both stopped and looked at me quizzically.

"How are you not a normal girl. Your more than normal your like crazy beautiful, your funny, and smart." Tia said shoving another kale chip in her mouth.

"It doesn't matter." I said more quietly than I should have.

A awkward silence ran through the house, making us laugh at how weird it had just gotten. Tia being the weird and hyperactive person she is, started to burst with excitement.

"Kori, I almost forgot a bunch of us are going camping next upcoming weekend and we thought it would be cool as fuck if you came. I know it's a bit on the tooth time wise, but I thought we should let you know before we leave that Friday evening."

"Heck ya! I would love to go camping. There is a small thing I have to do before we leave though. If nobody minds." They nodded their heads in agreement, and we continued on like we normally did.

................................HOURS LATER............................

Seven and Tia had went home and I was getting really tired. I was anxiously laying in my bed thinking about how I'm gonna approach the kid I saved but swiftly switched and started thinking about Friday. We had been back in Cheyenne for a while week and a half already and it didn't even feel like it.

I pulled out the small piece of paper with the boys old address on it and stared at it hoping that nothing had changed to much since we moved. 
I knew better honestly but the idea of saying

"hi I'm Nova. I helped save you and your mom when I was eleven."

Was enthralling it made me feel like I did something important. Something beyond me. In short just having the piece of paper with the address on it, sitting by my bed was hyping me up.

I didn't know why or what was truly so amazing about it but I couldn't shake the sincere feeling I got when I looked at it.

I slid the paper into the drawer and finally nodded of to sleep.