She's Gone

Chapter 2: School

Today this is my first day of school. Me and my family moved to a new place in New York, now we live in Brooklyen. I really miss our other home but I like this one better. There's more room's and all my old and sad memories from the old house is gone, well not fully gone I mean there still in my head. I will never forget them no matter what. I'm just glad i'm not there anymore.

So my mom put me and Jason in a new school called P.S.29. It's not the best school ever but I just have to pull it through. We have to were uniforms everyday, unless there's dress down day. But we have to pay for that and my mom would always say " Why pay for something stupid like that! You can dress in what ever you like at home and on the weekends! What do you think I am to you !? A fariy good mother, I don't got money like that!" So we would never dress down. All the kid would laugh at us and say " Are you to poor to have food." Or they would say " Hey I bet she gets her lunch from the garbeg bag just like her shoes." It makes me just want to punch them in there face but i'm not allowed cause then mom would beat me. So I just walke away and ignore them.

There would be times were kids would make fun of me and my skin color. Me and my brother are the only dark skin people at that school. So we would sit on the floor, cause people don't want us near them, they think we would hurt them. But I would never, yeah I would get mad but I wouldn't hit someone.

The teachers at that school is very mean and nasty to me and only me. They think i'm stupid or dunm cause I can't solve at least one problem and when I do figuer out a problem they think i'm cheating, so they would call me out of my seat. I know what they do to kids when they think there cheating and its not a happy feeling, so when I refuse to get up they would yell at me but I would never get up, so they would come to me and bring a stick over and tell me to get up, but I still refuse to. So they would pull on my arm and drag me to the corner of the room and will bend me over and would pull my skirt down and start hitting me intill I can't feel it anymore or intill I cry. When I get home I would never show my mom those marks on me cause I know she would look and see if they did it to Jason and if they did she would go to the school and beat the teacher. If she were to do that she would go to jail and we would have to stay with our creepy step dad and we know well that I don't like him.

There was a new girl in our school. I never got to meat her intill lunch time. She was hit and smaked around by the other kid. At first I wasen't going to help, but when I relized that she was just like me I came in and saved her. Of course that means I had to get hit, but I was ok with that. Anything to help that girl. She dosen't diserve to get hurt on the first day of school. After getting beat up I went to the bathroom to see how bad it was. I didn't even know if that was myself. Thats how bad my face was. I am trying to think of a lie to my mom. After awhile the new girl came in and said " I'm sorry about your face. You really didn't need to do that I could have just suffered throught it."

" It's cool i'm use to it by now and besides your the new girl, new girls shouldn't get hurt on the first day of school."

" That's true. But I am sorry about your face."

" Hey look i'm fine you don't need to keep saying your sorry. Anyways in this school everyone sticks in groups but for use its every man for them selves. So good luck out there."

" Wait! Please don't leave me alone out there, I have no friends, no brother or sisters. I'm all alone. Please stay with me and be my friend?"

When she said that I didn't know what to say, I was to shoked of the word friend. I never had a friend before. So I opend up my mouth and said " Names Molly and you are?"

She put a smile on her face and knew we were frineds.

" Names Bianca. Nice to meet you Molly!"

She gave me a hug and it felt weird. So I said " Please don't hug me."

" Oh Ok."

We left the bathroom and walked to class together. People looked at us funny. It felt weird but I would stair to, I mean what would a bad, quiet, punk rock would want to hang out with a nice, soft, goody goody girl like her. Aperntly me, but i'm cool with it, if it means I get to have a friend i'm happy.

4 monthes later me and Bianca became closer and did things togther, everyday. My mom dosen't care were I go and what I do, so I would go to Bianca's house. As long as I leave a number for my mom to call then she don't care where I go. I really like having Bianca as a friend and I hope we can stay friends forever.

So far school has been hard but got easyer When Bianca came.I think I might actually like school...........Lol not!