The boy with broken Wings

1: The awakening

                         Jamie P.O.V
[December 25th 2018]
Falling. It's an odd feeling, isn't it?
At first, you're on top of the world, living your best life...The next?
Your being told the cruise that your parents had gone on...Sunk. Never to been seen from the living world again.

I wonder what their last few thoughts where. Where they about the cruise liner going down? About how much they would miss home? Or about even about me?

The dark abyss, dragging the ship downwards and with every pulls a groan escapes the bow of the ship as it's pulled further and further into the dark...

[February 10th 2019]
Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep
The sound and picture of my alarm play on the front screen of my phone that's laying on top of the bedside table.
"Mmm.." I subconsciously groan, Slowly opening my eyes to adjust to the bright sunlight that's creeping through the window.

Turning I grab my phone of the bedside table sliding my alarm off, Checking the time. [7:05 AM] |It's my first day at Moonrise High.| I think to myself. "I better get ready, I can't be late".
Pushing myself out of bed, I slowly walk myself over to the bathroom to shower and contemplate life.
[20 MINUTES LATER]
I finish showering and turn off the water, Letting the water droplets from my hair, Drip onto the floor as I get out and proceed to wrap a towel around me.

Opening the bathroom door I immediately walk into my room. Grabbing, A big green oversize jumper, Blacktop, whitewash overalls, Long black tube socks and white high tops. I shirt over to my bed laying them nicely onto them. |I need some hype music| I grab my phone, Booting up my music app, I type up, [PinkBlack! Playing With Love!]
The song is blasting through my phone as I quickly throw my clothes on, doing my hair in the mirror quickly.

I grab my bag, Books, phone and earphones and run out my door into the kitchen.

[The Kitchen]
"Jamie, Was that you who was blasting that Music?" My uncle Rob asked. "Ahh, Yea sorry about that, I was just- " He cuts me off. "Next time you blast that sort of hogwash again, I will take your shit away, Got it?" He asked sternly. "Y-yes uncle r-so- I mean sir" I whisper quietly.
"Now, Just because you lost your parents and I lost a brother, Doesn't mean you can use that as an excuse to misbehave, THEY SHOULD BE THANKFUL I TOOK THEIR SORRY ASS OF A SON IN!, ESPECIALLY A PANSY ASS ONE AT THAT!" He boomed making me flinch...
"Now get your ass to school, And no talking to Boys, You'll turn them gay, And Miami doesn't need that shit!"

I stagger backwards, Quickly grabbing my lunch I had made the night before and running out the house, |I mean he was right about one thing..| I thought as I walked slowly to school.

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Hey! Thanks for reading the first part of my series 'The boy with broken wings', I'm not a writer by any means, I thought it would be fun to write a story for the #boyxboy column on Wattpad 😊

But please give me critiques and notes that would help improve my writing as a whole and book!

Thanks for reading
Next chapter supposes to drop.[May 25th]