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| Chapter 4 - "What does not kill us..." |
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| Just as Im starting to feel better about my low and sullen life, I get a BIG TREAT! ..... my parents came home. I started to lock my door and turn my music up, but I was too late. In comes my "loving" mumsy, she waltzes right on into my... well disaterious room. "Clean this shit up! God! Can't you do anything right? Why can't you do just one thing to make me happy?" As she rambled on, I just layed on my bed in a daze, hoping she'd get the hell out of my room. Daddy doesnt do this, but then again Daddy doesn't have very many emotions he shows. Finally the psychotic bitch left after she got the hint that I wasnt exactly listening. Why she enjoys making my life hell is beyond me. I pick up my journal... but I was so exasperated from dealing from the whole episode today that I just went to bed. I couldnt even write in my trusty journal I was so pissed... and I thought how it was that very notebook that had caused this whole fiasco. I woke up the next morning feeling a small, yet good feeling of hope that today would be a wee bit better than yesterday...Shelby came to get me and we were both rather quiet. Considering we didnt know each other that well I didnt think much of it. When we walked into the school and walked twords our trig class. We sat next to each other and talked the entire time. A few weeks passed and Shelby and I became insperable. We became the closest friends. I noticed that she happened to do what others did, much like myself, she wanted to fit in. She had yet to give up. She would agree with anyone else around even though what the other person said was totally and completely moronic. I suppose high school does that to people. But I knew that Shelby had strong moral beliefs and strong opinions, she just was too scared to say them infront of others. The school day dragged itself on. Shelby and I had made plans to go to "The Coffee Spot" downtown later on. After I got home, I went to my room to write in my trusty journal. I kept hearing this ANNOYING racket. I ignored it untill the point of loonacy. (guys.. pardon my spelling... I am so bad at it!) I finally got pissed. I looked out the window and saw this guy, he had been skateboarding in front of my house with my brother. I went downstairs and outside to tell them to GO SOMEWHERE ELSE! And that some people enjoy silence and hearing themself think! I noticed that this guy was QUITE cute. But I figured like every other guy he was a complete and utter ASSHOLE so... I just left it at that. He looked some what cocky and begin to say,"Hey my name is Lee, and Some people like to clear their heads by skateboarding.... so what's your name?" I replied in THE nastiest tone I could think of, "My name is Phobe, and I will make it so you cannot reproduce if you do not get off this street!" "Aight I'll move just cuz your so pretty n all." Lee smugly replied with a smurk. I rolled my eyes and turned to go back inside when I felt an arm grab me and spin me around and give me a kiss! I shoved the nutty bastard off me and went inside. Secretly I was kinda happy, not only did a boy pay attention to me... a CUTE boy payed attention to me!!! If you wanna see what happens next.... CHAPTER 5 AWAITS YOU! |
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