Hey, my name is Benjamin Taylor. I'm 15, and I'm a sophomore at Kerry J. Alton High School.
I go to school with my best friend Kyle Jenkins and my annoying neighbor Tiffany Wells. I would call Tiff a friend of mine, but then I'd be lying.
At school, I also see the most beautiful girl I've ever known-- or at least, seen passing in the hallway. Her name is Christine Millings, and she's supposed to be a senior, but she stayed back a grade in kindergarten. She doesn't know I exist-- yet.
My mom calls me 'Benji,' my dad calls me 'sport,' and my older sister, Jenny, calls me 'brat.' But, please, call me Ben.
"Hey, babe." I rolled my eyes and ignored Jace. "Giving me the cold shoulder i see." I just kept ignoring him. Out of the corner of my eye I could see tanner staring at me. I really want to talk to him about his problem. I hate seeing him like this. "Come on stop the silence treatment, or you're gonna regret it." Fine. You wanna play this game? Lets play.
"Oh fine, you got me." I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"I know you couldn't keep away." Okay know hes getting really cocky.
"Oh really?" I was challenging him.
"Yup..." he whispered leaning in to me. I leaned in to, till i backed up back into my space letting him fall out of his chair on the floor. I smirked as everyone started laughing. He quickly got up and sat in his chair and glared at me.
I leaned close to him, close enough so he could hear me calmly say "Don't you DARE underestimate me" I put emphasis on dare and backed back into my personal space once again. That's when the teacher entered.
There are some things I should warn you of...
This story does have:
Mention of rape.
Bad parental guidance.
Cursing.
Teen Fiction.
Depression big time.
Some more things...
Please do not read if you have any of these triggers. Thank you.