Jam's Fallen Angel

Chapter 2

Aphrodite's pov

      I slowly close the window, waiting for the ladder to be brought up the second-story window. I giggled at the boy right across from my window as he crash-landed on his bed but since our windows were a bit close I think he heard me. I held my breath as he began getting up to check his window. I quickly pull up my hoodie and climb down the ladder that was placed just that second.

       I look up and see him look out his window as soon as my feet touch the ground. My hoodie falls off as we catch each other's eyes, I put my finger to my lips in an 'Shhh' motion and run after my friends going over my fence. I feel bad for the kid 'cause I saw when he got in trouble for listening to I think lisp music. I couldn't hear the exact words his mother screamed at him.

       I caught up to the twins as they rolled on the floor like ninjas while laughing. Seeing Raven smoking while she sat on the swings of the abandoned park, my smile grew bigger. "Shit! I love doing that, the weather feels amazing," I say twirling in the moonlight. "You're a dork, Dite but not bad for the first night," Lady said laughing taking a swig of beer from the can they brought. I pulled out my box and lighter. I put the stick in between my lips and turn it on, inhaling it feeling relaxed. I used to hate these and would always be disgusted by the smell but as soon as I took my first drag it felt like home.

       "I see the neighbor's kid caught you. Ain't that concerning ?" Dex questioned. "Nah, he got a lot on his plate too but if anything slips up, I'll take care of it. I'm just getting used to this place, I won't risk it." I said while inhaling once more and exhaling.

       My friends nodded knowing what it was like. These were the best times. We all had a reputation to uphold so in daylight we never spoke of this. We all met in a Church school that our parents sent us to and we realized we had a lot of things in common, rock music being the biggest.

We all then agreed to pretend to be their perfect little child during the day but sneak out at night and do what we wanted to do. That included smoking, drinking, and parties or gigs sometimes even until the sun came up.

       We took pictures throughout the night as we spoke whatever came to our minds but mostly about my first weeks of the new school. I walked around the park until I stopped at a fence with a poster hung up on it. I see them almost daily like the universe was taunting me because I couldn't see him anymore.

      My friends stared at the poster with me. "You miss him?" Dex asked. "Yea, it fucking sucks. My mom wants what's best for me but taking away everything I love isn't doing shit but driving me away. I'd do anything to see him tomorrow." I said sadly. The air picked up sending trash and leaves near our feet. As I stomped out my cig, a piece of paper got my attention. As I picked it up I realized what it was. 'Sister Nancy's Reform School for Naughty Children' was displayed on top.

      It was the worst thing to happen to me yet the best. I was taught that being myself was wrong and should be punished by God. It made the anger bubble inside me just thinking about it. "Yo, lemme borrow your lighter. Pretty pretty please." Dex smiled. I responded with a small smile and fished my lighter out of my pocket, flicking it on.

I lit up his cig and then eyes the paper in my hand. A bit of satisfaction settled in my chest as I brought the lighter close to the paper to eventually catch on fire and burning it. I dropped it on the floor before it could reach my fingers but then created a bigger fire as the surrounding leaves caught on fire as well.

       We made a little circle to start a sort of small bonfire since it was really cold. I soon fell asleep beside Raven dreaming of a certain blond with drumsticks in his socks who happened to be my new neighbor. It soon turned 3:30 AM and we decided to go home.

       We met under a street light. "Until next time guys," I said signaling our goodbyes. We stomped our cigarettes out, chugged the rest of our beers, and left separate ways home. I climbed up the ladder and moved it to the back of my house so my mom wouldn't see it. I opened my window slowly and crawled through it but since my tolerance had plummeted I knocked down the jewelry box that was on my nightstand.

The sudden crash made me begin to cold sweat at the thought of my mother catching me. I laid on the floor for a couple of seconds to make sure the coast was clear, once it was I began getting ready for bed. I changed into a large Black Sabbath shirt with some spandex, I then removed my makeup that had smudged after my nap, flipped my septum up my nose, changed my other piercings into clear ones, and slipped into bed waited for the 7:40 alarm.

I felt dreadful as I heard the alarm ring beside my head. I groaned internally at the headache forming but forced myself up to start getting ready I got in the shower to take off the stench of beer and smoke. I went downstairs quietly and put on the clothes to wash. I got dressed in a black shirt with mom jeans, I then began fixing my hair until I heard a thud.

I looked outside and didn't see anything until I saw Jeremiah stand up having his foot stuck in something making him eventually fall backward. I only saw so much because a poster or something was in the way but he rolled up and I saw his mom walk in. She told him something and saw me looking from the window and waved. I put my "mom" smile on and waved back. I think I've seen enough.

       I walk into my bathroom and take the makeup bag I got from my closet. I cover up my eye bags with concealer, place some false eyelashes, a bit of blush around my cheeks, and some lip liner and pink gloss. I tip-toe past my mom's room where she is still sleeping as her snores rattle throughout the house.

My converes were tied by the laces and hung around my neck as I got a granola bar from the pantry and some fruit. As I walked outside I grabbed my hoodie and shut the door quietly before putting my shoes on outside my front door and headed to the bus stop. I see Jeremiah with clothes I've never seen him wear before, I try not to laugh as he sits in the open seat in front of me. I could tell he was trying to avoid my gaze.

       I was doodling on my notebook to pass time and distract me from looking at Jeremiah when the bus hit a bump and it slipped from my hands. It ended up behind Jeremiah's backpack on the floor. I poked his shoulder, "Excuse me, Jeremiah, can you hand me my notebook please?" I said shyly hoping he didn't think it was weird I knew his name which my mom told me.

       He reached down and hesitated but picked it up and gave it back. "It's jam." I hear him say rather annoyedly. "Excuse me?" I questioned. "My name or nickname is Jam," he said again. I gave a small smile and nodded in response. Okay then. The bus stopped and we got out one by one.

"Uh, do you? I mean are to available to like, completely up to you of course, to come with me, Lex has uh been wanting to," He clears his throat as his voice almost cracked and he turned a slight shade of pink making me giggle a bit. "Uh, see you." He said. I agreed and walked with Jeremiah or Jam towards his friends.

After his friends called him a dork and said something else under their breath, we reached them and I pretended to not be used to smoking even if I so badly wanted one in between my fingers. "This is Lex, and Trip, and Hawk." I gave a smile and a little wave until Lex started making small talk with me.

I conversed with them for a bit to understand all they talk about is rock, their band, and hatred for stellas. The bell rang so I quickly said my goodbyes and left the group of boys. I enter the hallways of the school avoiding all the gazes to get to my locker. I opened my notebook and saw an empty piece of tape. My eyes widen. "SHIT!'' I say.

I leaned to the side and rummaged through my backpack. I flipped through my notebook. It wasn't here. The fucking picture wasn't here. I looked at Jam seeing him and his friends who were walking to their lockers. The picture I was trying to find could ruin the whole reputation I had and trust with my mother. Fuck.

It was one of the few nights I went out with my friends.
The picture very clearly shows me and Raven sticking out our tongues showing our tongue piercings perfectly. I was holding my lit cigarette with smoke coming out my nose and my guitar in my other hand and Raven held a beer can with Lady's bass. Lady was in the back with a case of beer. If anyone finds out I'm in deep deep shit.