The Далее week was spent somewhat like that first day. We went to the park almost everyday. It wasn't that bad actually. It was kind of funny to see Jezebel and and Aspen run around like psychos. I was actually starting to warm up to Scout as well. It was cool to just talk to someone my age that was a girl too. I never had the chance to do that at school или home. I really like Aspen too. She's very mature for her age, when she wants to be. She has no problem goofing around like a little kid. She likes to talk about a bunch of things. I've become very close with her too.
Then soon came the Sunday before school.
"You'll be fine, I promise," Scout сказал(-а) as we got into our beds. I shrugged. "I'll introduce Ты to all my friends. We'll help Ты get around," she smiled.
"Thanks," I smiled back. To be honest, that didn't make me feel any better, but it was still a nice gesture. I had no idea what this school was like; I'd definitely be on alert the whole time. Scout seemed to see my hesitation.
"Seriously, Harley," she laughed. "What, Ты think someone's gonna shoot Ты или something?" Really? I've never heard that one before honestly... but yes, I wouldn't out it past them. I had been shot at before-- by someone else too; not just shooting myself in the leg on accident. Not the best experience I'd ever had...
I сказал(-а) goodnight to Scout, and rolled over, turning my back to her. She turned off the lamp, and I almost instantly fell into a deep sleep.
The Далее morning, I wasn't exactly ecstatic to be getting up at 5 in the morning. Scout advised me that that would be best, seeing as four other people needed to take a душ as well, and there's only so much hot water. Scout got ready before me, and while she showered and got dressed, I ate and got my stuff together. Once she was done, we switched. I took a quick hot shower, not wanting to hold up anyone else. I noticed the scar on my leg was getting better, it was just a puckered розовый line now. It hadn't been too bad in the first place.
I got dressed in my other pair of baggy black pants, with a red shredded tshirt with a black tanktop underneath.
"Harley! We're gonna be late!" Scout called from the kitchen. I hesitated, then decided it'd help me keep peace of mind. I grabbed my box and opened it, deciding. I decided the gun would be safest if needed. I put it in my pocket, then put my box under my постель, кровати again. I ran out to the kitchen, grabbing a messenger bag that Gail сказал(-а) I could use for school. She сказал(-а) it used to belong to a girl named Hayley; she got adopted about a год ago.
We walked to school, which I was used to. We came to the high school a while later; it was smaller than my other school. There were students everywhere, talking and laughing, some people even fighting. The whole place made me jumpy.
"Scout!" someone shouted behind me. My hand instinctively went to my pocket, gripping the gun handle. I stopped once I saw that it must've been one of Scout's friends. A girl ran up and hugged her. She had blond hair, even blonder than Scout's. She didn't look like a natural blond though. She pulled away.
"Ohmygosh! Why didn't Ты hang out with me all spring break?!" the girl squeaked. I didn't like her already.
"Sorry. I was kind of busy..." she eyed me, smiling. She gestured to me, and the girl looked at me surprised that I was with her. "This is Harley. She's new at Gail's house. Harley, this is Felicity." I pursed my lips and waved once. Felicity seemed to look me over. Далее to Scout I looked so... different. Scout was so... friendly and open. I was so shy and introverted. She wore white jeans and a розовый tanktop. I was wearing all red and black; not that I minded.
"Hi," Felicity said. The tone in her voice told me she really didn't give a fuck, and she was trying way too hard to seem friendly. With Scout, it was just a natural thing to be nice to everyone.
"Hi," I muttered. Another girl skipped to Scout's side. She was of Asian descent, and had long, beautiful dark hair. A guy followed behind her, who had dirty blond spiky hair. Scout introduced me to them as well. The girl was Bambi and the boy was Forest. They were a lot nicer than Felicity. I liked them already. Then Trace showed up, and he bragged about how he met me before everyone else.
"Oh yeah, Harley and I go way back!" he laughed. He put his arm around me and pulled me close. I shied away from his touch and jumped back a step. He didn't seem to notice how much I hated that, and he just laughed it off. Scout seemed to notice though. She mouthed "sorry." I shrugged and folded my arms, holding them close to my body.
I felt so awkward and out of place here. Everyone else was so loud and outgoing; they knew each other well. If I hadn't been Scout's foster "sister" probably none of these people would even dare to talk to me. It was kind of a bittersweet irony... These people probably would never be my true friends, but they were one of the closest things I'd ever had to friends. The колокол, колокольчик, белл rang, and the students started to file into the school.
"C'mon," Scout сказал(-а) in a welcoming voice. I followed her up the steps into the school.
***
We got my schedule, and I had four out of nine classes with Scout. I had two classes with Bambi, which I didn't mind; she's pretty nice. I had one class by myself, and two classes had Felicity and Forest in them. The only time I saw all of them was during lunch... that is if Scout wanted me there.
Lunch came eventually, the third to last class of the day. I was starving. I felt kind of alienated when Scout brought me to the table; everyone was laughing and talking to Scout. I sat down awkwardly Далее to her, hoping to seem invisible, but being scared to. I'd never really tried to fit in, and I never did, but I never wanted to belong so bad. I felt like I needed to be accepted by these kids.
"So Harley, how do Ты like living at Gail's?" Bambi asked. Scout turned to me expectantly.
"Uh, it's nice I guess..." I said. I did like it, but thinking about my brothers at Главная made me a little uneasy.
"Where'd Ты live before?" Bambi asked, intrigued for some reason.
"Uh, in the city with my brothers." Everyone around the таблица seemed kind of shocked.
"Isn't it dangerous in the city?" Forest asked. "My parents won't let me go there. Heck, they don't like goin' there themselves!"
"It's not so bad," I shrugged. "as long as Ты know your way around."
"See, this girl's tough!" Trace laughed. I wasn't sure if that was sarcasm или a compliment. Scout laughed. From the corner of my eye I saw Felicity roll her eyes.
***
I did survive my first день of school unscathed. Not many people get to say that for high school. I may have been really jumpy most of the day, but I didn't feel the need to pull out my gun on anyone today. That was a first. At my old school I almost did one time. The kid was asking for it though. Good thing the principal got him out of my way или I would've blown his head off probably. Anyways, today was good to say the least.
"How was your day?" Gail asked. Scout shrugged.
"I thought it was ok. What'd Ты think of your first day, Harley?"
"It was ok. Your Друзья are nice." Except Felicity.
"They are," Scout сказал(-а) lovingly.
"Well, I'm glad Ты had a nice day," Gail said. "But now since Ты girls were almost late this morning, Ты can catch up on your morning chores." She smirked and went to go put Bride down for her nap. Scout and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes.
Then soon came the Sunday before school.
"You'll be fine, I promise," Scout сказал(-а) as we got into our beds. I shrugged. "I'll introduce Ты to all my friends. We'll help Ты get around," she smiled.
"Thanks," I smiled back. To be honest, that didn't make me feel any better, but it was still a nice gesture. I had no idea what this school was like; I'd definitely be on alert the whole time. Scout seemed to see my hesitation.
"Seriously, Harley," she laughed. "What, Ты think someone's gonna shoot Ты или something?" Really? I've never heard that one before honestly... but yes, I wouldn't out it past them. I had been shot at before-- by someone else too; not just shooting myself in the leg on accident. Not the best experience I'd ever had...
I сказал(-а) goodnight to Scout, and rolled over, turning my back to her. She turned off the lamp, and I almost instantly fell into a deep sleep.
The Далее morning, I wasn't exactly ecstatic to be getting up at 5 in the morning. Scout advised me that that would be best, seeing as four other people needed to take a душ as well, and there's only so much hot water. Scout got ready before me, and while she showered and got dressed, I ate and got my stuff together. Once she was done, we switched. I took a quick hot shower, not wanting to hold up anyone else. I noticed the scar on my leg was getting better, it was just a puckered розовый line now. It hadn't been too bad in the first place.
I got dressed in my other pair of baggy black pants, with a red shredded tshirt with a black tanktop underneath.
"Harley! We're gonna be late!" Scout called from the kitchen. I hesitated, then decided it'd help me keep peace of mind. I grabbed my box and opened it, deciding. I decided the gun would be safest if needed. I put it in my pocket, then put my box under my постель, кровати again. I ran out to the kitchen, grabbing a messenger bag that Gail сказал(-а) I could use for school. She сказал(-а) it used to belong to a girl named Hayley; she got adopted about a год ago.
We walked to school, which I was used to. We came to the high school a while later; it was smaller than my other school. There were students everywhere, talking and laughing, some people even fighting. The whole place made me jumpy.
"Scout!" someone shouted behind me. My hand instinctively went to my pocket, gripping the gun handle. I stopped once I saw that it must've been one of Scout's friends. A girl ran up and hugged her. She had blond hair, even blonder than Scout's. She didn't look like a natural blond though. She pulled away.
"Ohmygosh! Why didn't Ты hang out with me all spring break?!" the girl squeaked. I didn't like her already.
"Sorry. I was kind of busy..." she eyed me, smiling. She gestured to me, and the girl looked at me surprised that I was with her. "This is Harley. She's new at Gail's house. Harley, this is Felicity." I pursed my lips and waved once. Felicity seemed to look me over. Далее to Scout I looked so... different. Scout was so... friendly and open. I was so shy and introverted. She wore white jeans and a розовый tanktop. I was wearing all red and black; not that I minded.
"Hi," Felicity said. The tone in her voice told me she really didn't give a fuck, and she was trying way too hard to seem friendly. With Scout, it was just a natural thing to be nice to everyone.
"Hi," I muttered. Another girl skipped to Scout's side. She was of Asian descent, and had long, beautiful dark hair. A guy followed behind her, who had dirty blond spiky hair. Scout introduced me to them as well. The girl was Bambi and the boy was Forest. They were a lot nicer than Felicity. I liked them already. Then Trace showed up, and he bragged about how he met me before everyone else.
"Oh yeah, Harley and I go way back!" he laughed. He put his arm around me and pulled me close. I shied away from his touch and jumped back a step. He didn't seem to notice how much I hated that, and he just laughed it off. Scout seemed to notice though. She mouthed "sorry." I shrugged and folded my arms, holding them close to my body.
I felt so awkward and out of place here. Everyone else was so loud and outgoing; they knew each other well. If I hadn't been Scout's foster "sister" probably none of these people would even dare to talk to me. It was kind of a bittersweet irony... These people probably would never be my true friends, but they were one of the closest things I'd ever had to friends. The колокол, колокольчик, белл rang, and the students started to file into the school.
"C'mon," Scout сказал(-а) in a welcoming voice. I followed her up the steps into the school.
***
We got my schedule, and I had four out of nine classes with Scout. I had two classes with Bambi, which I didn't mind; she's pretty nice. I had one class by myself, and two classes had Felicity and Forest in them. The only time I saw all of them was during lunch... that is if Scout wanted me there.
Lunch came eventually, the third to last class of the day. I was starving. I felt kind of alienated when Scout brought me to the table; everyone was laughing and talking to Scout. I sat down awkwardly Далее to her, hoping to seem invisible, but being scared to. I'd never really tried to fit in, and I never did, but I never wanted to belong so bad. I felt like I needed to be accepted by these kids.
"So Harley, how do Ты like living at Gail's?" Bambi asked. Scout turned to me expectantly.
"Uh, it's nice I guess..." I said. I did like it, but thinking about my brothers at Главная made me a little uneasy.
"Where'd Ты live before?" Bambi asked, intrigued for some reason.
"Uh, in the city with my brothers." Everyone around the таблица seemed kind of shocked.
"Isn't it dangerous in the city?" Forest asked. "My parents won't let me go there. Heck, they don't like goin' there themselves!"
"It's not so bad," I shrugged. "as long as Ты know your way around."
"See, this girl's tough!" Trace laughed. I wasn't sure if that was sarcasm или a compliment. Scout laughed. From the corner of my eye I saw Felicity roll her eyes.
***
I did survive my first день of school unscathed. Not many people get to say that for high school. I may have been really jumpy most of the day, but I didn't feel the need to pull out my gun on anyone today. That was a first. At my old school I almost did one time. The kid was asking for it though. Good thing the principal got him out of my way или I would've blown his head off probably. Anyways, today was good to say the least.
"How was your day?" Gail asked. Scout shrugged.
"I thought it was ok. What'd Ты think of your first day, Harley?"
"It was ok. Your Друзья are nice." Except Felicity.
"They are," Scout сказал(-а) lovingly.
"Well, I'm glad Ты had a nice day," Gail said. "But now since Ты girls were almost late this morning, Ты can catch up on your morning chores." She smirked and went to go put Bride down for her nap. Scout and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes.
She fell to the floor and wept, and the jar shook
The день ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her сердце sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her сердце was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no еще pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
The день ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her сердце sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms
Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.
Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her сердце was free, and she was free
She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no еще pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
Ok, so I just want to write a little summary to my story that I want to write called A Place of Our Own I'm basically Письмо this to see if people will like it, and if they do, I'll write more. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 год old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 год old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 год on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave Главная and find help herself.
So yeah, if Ты liked this, please Комментарий and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 год old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 год old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 год on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave Главная and find help herself.
So yeah, if Ты liked this, please Комментарий and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
~ Chapter 1: Dreams
Love. Unconditional and pure Любовь was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from день to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But Любовь was still there, although destroyed by many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and сердце full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be молоко and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
Любовь was still there, that pure Любовь that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of Любовь was still burning...
Love. Unconditional and pure Любовь was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from день to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But Любовь was still there, although destroyed by many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and сердце full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be молоко and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
Любовь was still there, that pure Любовь that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of Любовь was still burning...
Texas Rancho Viejo 1942
Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He сказал(-а) kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think Ты will"
I сказал(-а) sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas Ты cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.
Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He сказал(-а) kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think Ты will"
I сказал(-а) sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas Ты cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.