“JORDAN WAKE UP”
I slowly open my eyes and get out of bed “IM UP MUM” god she’s been on my nerves lately, I shuffle around the room I share with my two brothers to find the light switch and flick it on, only to be groaned at by my little brother Arlo. I ignore him and chuck on some clothes before picking up my backpack and heading to the kitchen.
“Where’s Blake?”
“He’s at the Bus stop already. You’re not going make it today Jordan”
I let out a sigh as I bite into an apple.
“How come Arlo’s not up?”
“He’s got a dentist appointment soon, I’m wai….”
I never hear what she ends up saying because I was already half way out of the house strolling to the bus stop, I see Blake with his friend Mikey chatting away. Blake is my older brother but only by a few minutes, our 15th Birthday is coming up soon, and I couldn’t wait. I make it to the bus stop with Minuets to spare and jumped on eagerly to find a seat next to my best Friend Caleb. We have been friends since Kindergarten and have stuck to each other ever since.
“Hey Molly how are you doing on this fine morning"
“Shut-Up Nimrod”
You see, Caleb is the only one other than my family to know my middle name, I mean I’m not embarrassed by it, but I just have no idea why Mum gave it to me when I was born.
For the rest of the bus trip I just tune out completely, not even acknowledging Caleb. He picks up my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine and lightly squeezes, I give him a small smile and he seems happy with that.
Before you jump to any conclusions Caleb and I are not in any kind of relationship further than friends, however. Over the past few years my family has been through hell and back. My mum got together with a dick head called Benson Hamilton who would hurt Blake and me whenever he could, he then knocked up my mum and Arlo was born. But that’s not the worst, despite Blake and I’s hatred for the man, He was the best thing for Arlo and Mum. Until one evening when he was celebrating with some friends and got a little bit too drunk, he fell back into his old habits and over dosed right then and there. We were informed the next morning and my mum and Arlo broke down, and would not move for weeks on end. Everything fell on Blake and I. we had to pay bills, beg for food, and do everything we could to keep Arlo and mum safe and our family to still be a family. So Caleb was always helping me out and being the shoulder for me to cry on.
The bus suddenly stopped, shaking me back to reality. Caleb and I walked to first period together, which luckily was music. We sat at the back of the classroom together and each picked up a guitar, randomly playing some chords until school officially started.
Mr Morgan Walked in and told us to put the guitars back as today was a theory lesson. I groaned and gave my guitar to Caleb. I hated Theory to bits I had no understanding of it what so ever but Caleb was always there and would help me by whispering answers to me. I think Mr Morgan knew what was happining in but didn’t really cares as long as I could play. Half-way through the Period, I kid walked into the music room with a Pink note in his hand, the class went silent. Everyone knew if you were called with a pink slip it meant you were most likely in deep shit, and just my luck, this time it was for me. I slowly got up and gave Caleb a reassuring smile, he smiled back.
As I was walking down the hall I bumped into Blake and asked him what he was doing.
“I got a pink slip, and I have no ide…., Jordan?”
I hadn’t realized but I had stopped in my tracks and was looking blankly at Blake’s face.
“Blake, something’s wrong, I can feel it.”
With that we walked side by side to the Head masters office.
