Break Down My Walls

Chapter 1

I wake up to my alarm going off. I groan and hit the snooze. This was it. Today is my first last day if high school. I should be excited right? Well I'm not. Ever since my parents died I haven't showed much emotion. You try being moved from foster family to foster family and have them snap you in the back. I used to get attached to my foster parents easily and then to find out they didn't want me anymore crushed me. So after that happened the fourth time. I decided to not get close to anyone and keep myself closed off. I can't get hurt again. I won't. Even though my parents died ten years ago, I still feel like it was yesterday that I was called to the principles office at my old elementary school in my home town. She sat beside me and told me everything will be okay then told me my parents got hit head on my a drunk driver who didn't stop at a stop sign and killed them on impact. The son of a bitch lived, while I was stuck at 8 years old with no mom or dad. I loved them. I still do. I didn't have any grandparents because my mom and dad both lived in an orphanage and ran away from home ,both at a young age, so they could be together. So now it's just me and only me. I don't let anybody in anymore. I can't get hurt again if I stay this way. I push them away and am rude so they don't want to be around me anymore. Seems logical right?

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As I get ready for school I can hear my foster parents making breakfast. They are a nice couple with a nice house. I'm the only child here so it's pretty quiet most of the time. Danny is a mechanic at the local car repair shop and Shelly owns a little boutique in town. They always try to get me to do things with them and when I say no I can tell it hurts them but I just can't get to attached. Sooner or later the will realize I'm not the kind of kid they want in there life and send me back. Well, or at least kick me out. I'm 18 now and am officially out of the foster care system. I'm staying with them because they told me I could wait until after it graduate to leave or stay through college so I don't have to pay rent but I'm leaving as so as the opportunity hits. I hate this place. I want to travel and see the world. I've traveled a lot around the United States because of all the different Foster Parents I've had, but I want to travel the world. I want to become a photographer. Any type really , I just love my view behind a camera.

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Once I finished putting on my school uniform and fixed my hair. (Which is brushing it and putting it up in a bun ) I put on light make-up. I usually don't wear it but today is my first day at a new school (again) and I guess I want to make a good first impression. Not that I wan friends. I just want people to respect me as me. So as I walk down stairs , the smell of bacon catches my nose and my stomach instantly growls of starvation. I walk into the kitchen and see Shelly hovering over the stove flipping strips of bacon in a pan. Danny is ready the newspaper and looks up when he hears me walk in.

"Hey kiddo, ready for you first day of school?" He asks with a sincere smile. I wish I could drop the walls that I have up because they seem like nice people but I know deep down they are like all the others. So I reply with a "yeah" and sit down grabbing some bacon that was already cooked and laying in the table to be eaten. I feel my plate with pancakes also. Shelly was a really good cook. She always made breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We didn't eat out much. But who was I to complain. She rocked the kitchen. As I eat and try to avoid any more talk with my foster parents, I put my dirty dishes in the sink and head out. It's pretty warm here in Arizona and I like it. So I take a deep breath and start to make my way to school. It wasn't that far from where we lived so I don't mind walking. Shelly offered to drive me but I refused. I like being on my own. It gives me time to think. I fish out my earbuds from my bag and turn on my iPod from my phone. Green Day starts playing and I hum along to the song quietly and then make my way to school.

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Once the bell rings I shut my locker and check my schedule. I have biology first and I mentally grown. I hate science period. What a way to start my day. I sigh and slowly make my way to my class when I notice some girls giggle and look at a magazine. I only get bits of there conversation.

"Can you believe it?! One Direction coming here to Arizona! And for a whole 2 weeks! I'm definitely getting tickets to one of there gigs" a blonde says and she hold the magazine up for her friends to see.

"I know! I wonder while two weeks? That's a long time for them to stay in one place." Say a red headed girl with freckles and glasses. I keep walking and shake my head. Why would anybody care if One Direction was coming to town? They're just a boy band who got lucky enough to be on the x-factor. They didn't even win. Please. Once I get to my class I sit in the back and look out the window. It's still sunny out and I smile. I wish I had a camera to take a picture. It's so beautiful out. Sooner than I'd like the bell rings and I'm pulled away from the outside and forced to listen about science.