The Story of my Life

Chapter 2: New Guy, New Changes, Still the Same Person

This isn't much different from when I lived in Italy. The only difference is the accents and the attitudes in the people here. The name is Benedict and I just started my senior year of high school at Talent Choice High and you might say it's a bit weird. Walking in was like walking into the High school musical horror show. Everyone either talking or singing.

However if your the preppy girl then your staring at me like a seal watching penguins at the polar ice caps. I knew the girl was preppy too because she was surrounded by the others. I just otherwise call them," Brincesses." That a term I made up meaning bitchy princesses. You can't really get in trouble for the word unless the school finds out or you tell a tattle wattle.

Anyways once I get to class, I sit down and look outside. My hair is shining a brighter red as the sun in the cloudless sky shines on it. I hear the five minute bell while thinking that maybe it was a bad idea to move here with my parents. That bell is so annoying already. When class got started, I pay attention until I see a girl with long black hair runs in and she stole my attention right then and there with those piercing blue eyes of hers.

'She is the most beautiful woman in this whole school, maybe this was a smart idea to move here after all.' I think as she get bitched out by the teacher. Thing is though, the beauty looks like she is going through some stuff. So I think they should give here a break but I bet she hates this school as much as me, maybe even more. I then look away as I didn't want her to see me staring.

However, when I looked at the girl again, she was looking back at me at her seat which was next to me. I just smiled at her and she looked shocked before looking away from me.

Then I felt that sharp nailed taps on my shoulder. I was surprised that I wasn't bleeding after that. When I turned around to see the brown haired whore staring at me with a look of just hate. Her talking was like nails on a chalk board for me. Why is this woman trying to be vindictive anyway? What ails her to be this way?

Anyway, she tells me that I shouldn't be looking at the lovely queen and I pretty much told her to get the fuck off my back. She didn't like that at all and the reason I tell u that is because after I talked to Dawn after class, which was a surprising conversation with her , Amber caught me walking to my next class and told me to stay away from her. Why does she hate Dawn? I can probably tell u why, I think it's because of Dawn's beauty. Let's face it, she is jealous and that is one way for a person to have strong hate.

After school, I was walking home when Amber came up to me. She pushed me into an alleyway where three guys waited. She told me that I need to join her group of thugs. I asked her what was the group for. Then she told me everything, about how her parents have a underground drug ring where they are too suppliers and they are all over the country and boy I can tell ye that I wasn't goin for it.

I told her that I will go to the cops and she had her flying monkeys fight me. They got me down but that was when Dawn saw and she got them to go away. I was blacked out so I didn't know it was her until after I about sent her to the hospital. Thank god she yelled out my name and I snapped out of it. I felt really bad so I carried her as best as I could to my house so my parents can fix us up.

After that we decided that she would stay with us and called her mom to bring some clothes over. When her mother came over, I swear to someone up above that she smelled like liquor. Its surprised me that she didn't wreak the car just to drive all the way over here. When afternoon came, I found Dawn sitting under the cherry blossom tree  on the swing. I told her that I thought that its been great that she has been here and I was surprised when she said that this was the kindest thing anyone has done for her.' How can a gorgeous girl like you not have kind things done for you." I thought before I realized I said it out loud. I thought she was crazy when she didn't believe that she was. How could a girl like her get brought down like that? I then told her that every word I say is true and we sat there, looking at each other before she stuttered saying that she had homework to do and rushed off. I sat out there a bit before going to play a video game.

That evening at seven o'clock, We have dinner everyday. I caught Dawn walking down the stairs as I walking from the living room. God she looks so graceful when she walks and I just had to offer her my arm. I then asked her if I could escort her to the dinning room and to my surprise she took my arm and I showed her to the dinning room. I then helped her to the chair and I think she was surprised that I had so many siblings.

 I sat her between me and my father because I defiantly wanted this rare beauty right by my side. We then prayed since that is what we usually do and then ate. Now, I will say that I was not surprised that Dawn ate soo much I mean come on, the poor girl is starving. I could tell my mom was super worried for the poor girl. I don't even know her life and yet I know she doesn't deserve what gets thrown at her on the daily.

 However, when she said that she hasn't ate in a month, oh and it pissed me off. I wanted to fucking punch that drunk ass bitch in her cocksucker.... Unfortunately, she is a woman and I have to respect women. My father was even shocked. My parents then excused themselves and went to the living room. They talked of important things in Italian but us children understand. I then excuse Dawn and I and we went to hang out in her room.

 As we walked there, I asked her what her mother is like. She then looked as though talking about her mother was a touchy subject and it made me worry. Once we got there we got in there, We sat on her bed and Dawn told me that her mother changed after her grandfather died and her brother went into the military. At that point, I had to hold her hand and to apologies for what happened to her mom. Then I told her that whatever she is experiencing at home, she needed to tell her brother.

 That way, they could have an intervention for her together and that was when she got out a note book and started to write. I assumed that Dawn was writing the letter to her brother. After she told me that she was going to send it in the mail in the morning, I went to bed and fell asleep.