Always

Chapter 1

Love. What is it? Do any of us really know?

I sighed as I stood up. With my pyjama pants dragging behind me I slumped into the kitchen. I looked around, there was nothing to eat! Oh well, frig it. I walked back into my room. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a baggy t-shirt and got dressed. It was the same thing everyday! I would wake up, walk to the kitchen , find no food, go back to my room, get ready for school, and go to the prison where only few escape unharmed.

I looked in the mirror at the scar above my left eye. I grabbed the concealer and made it disappear like magic. I brushed my hair and swooped a few pieces in front of my scar, just to be safe. (I'm not going to tell you where the scar came from unless you really want to know)

I grabbed my school bag and tip toed past the living room. When I past my fathers room I saw him passed out on the floor. I could smell the alcohol oozing from his breathe. Whatever, that ba***rd can rot in the pits of hell for all I care. I quickly turn on the heel of my sneaker and tip toed out the door.

I was walking down smith street when I saw a kitten huddled in a ball by a tree. I saw some of the popular girls coming down the sidewalk and ducked out of sight. I looked down, there was the kitten. It let out a soft "meow." "Aww, your a cute little kitty aren't you." I smiled. The kitten was shaking. It was late autumn and it was getting cold. "... and did you see her hair..." "Yeah, and that skirt what a slut!" Laughter. The popular girls. I quickly scooped up the little kitten and put it in my bag, nestled safely by my books. I looked down at my watch, 7:46. I'm usually at school by now. I took off into a run, being careful of my bag, for it held a precious life. I took a right off smith street and ran down Jarvis lane. My sneakers were worn out and full of holes and appearently a safety hazard. I tripped and would have landed on my book bag if someone hadn't caught me. I felt their tight grip around my waist. Holding me inches from the ground. After seconds, I stood up and brushed myself off. I quickly looked in my bag to make sure the kitten was okay. It looked up at me and gave a dainty meow. "Have a furry friend I see." I heard a laugh. I finally looked up and infront of me stood a boy.