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Sunny Skyy. It's been my name for the past sixteen years and, I would be lying if I said It's treated me well.
The east side of Tulsa, Oklahoma is the only home I've ever had. I'm consider trash because I'm dirt poor. I live in a two story house that me and my little brother Karsten, whose 14, acquired. It's a long story which I will get back to later.
Anyway our Parents ditched us 4 years after Karsten was born they changed our last names to Skyy , sayin' we didn't deserve theirs. You heard me right our parents named us after a bottle of vodka. I think they did that because of me, to make my name so weird to make sure that I remembered them every time someone laughed at me because of it I would remember the one who gave me it. Them. Just to give give me another reason to hate them. Not that they needed it.
They were terrible people or… so I thought. About three months later, we were given to the Kyles', Frieda and George. I can remember thinking me 6 years old it couldn't get much worse. I never knew I could be so wrong.
They beat us. For. Fun.
We were, in their minds, their personal slaves. We took out the garbage. Scrubbed every inch of there two story house. Got the groceries. Cooked dinner.
One mistake, they made us pay for it.
In blood.
They dressed us in sweaters and pants all year long . I'd never to school , the only stuff I knew was from the old books down in the basement were me and Karsten sleep. Let me tell you there were a lot of books, about so many things to, Math, Cars, Trucks, Romance, ScFi, everything. I'm glad my old parents had the decency to teach me to read and write. Then when people started to talk they finally decided to send me to school about a week before my birthday. That, is where ladies and gents I met my saving grace. Sodapop Curtis. I will never forget that day…
November 31, 1957
Tulsa Elementary
I winced as Frieda, who was holding my hand squeezed it as hard as she could. She looked down at me her curly brown hair on a perfect bun with a sickly sweet smile as we walked into Tulsa elementary school. A man with salt and pepper was waiting for us at the end of the hall giving us a welcoming smile. I looked up at Frieda with my make up covered face. She looked down at me a fake smile on her face nodded her head. I was about to run to him when she stopped me. She smiled sweetly to the man then looked down at me pulling me into a hesitant hug. Her strong scent of perfume overwhelming me she whispered softly yet harshly in my ear
"You will not tell anyone what goes on at home , don't mess up the make up and keep your head down or else ,ok SWEETIE,"
I nodded and ran to the man
"Hello, I'm Mr. Akers the principal. What's your name?"
He said squatting down in front of me.
I looked at the ground in my Mickey mouse sweatshirt and old blue jeans.
"Sunny Skyy" I said softly
He smiled
"That's a very nice name, very original." he continued
I looked up at him letting my short brown hair cover my grey eyes and bruised face.
"Thanks,"
He just smiled
"You want to go meet your new class?"
I nodded still covering my face.
He looked back down the hall at Frieda who was watching us talk with a questioning look that she quickly covered up with a smile. Then he looked back at me,
"Is your mommy going to come and meet the other parents?"
He asked loud enough for her to hear.
She walked over to us
"No I …have to go to work. At the bank down the road"
She lied.
They didn't have jobs.
Mr. Akers nodded his head.
" Nice to meet you, but I got to go." She said shaking his hand then leaving
Mr. Akers lead me down the hallway until we came to a door that read "Mrs. Hopkins 2nd grade.
He opened the door and I went inside keeping my head down.
The room was small but nice it was full of books and had a black board in the front along with a teachers desk and some more desks and chairs for kids.
I glanced at the people in the room under my brown hair, they weren't that many about 7 with two or three parents.
A women with a curly brown pony tail walked over to us .
She was wearing a light pink dress covered with little brown flowers. She had a smile on her young kind looking face.
"Hello, Welcome to my class." she smiled taking my hand leading to the front of the class room, while Mr. Akers left the room.
She leaned down next to me, I keep my face covered looking at her between the strands.
The class stared at me.
"I'm Mrs. Hopkins, what's your name?"
"Sunny Skyy." I whispered
"What was that?" she smiled encourage at me
I spoke a little louder so only she could hear,
"Sunny Skyy"
She nodded smiling
"That's a very original name, very pretty."
I nodded keeping my head down.
I didn't think it was pretty at all it was stupid, weird. I wasn't pretty either so I guessed it fit me.
"Would you like to meet the class?"
I shrugged.
I didn't want to they'd laugh at me.
Stupid name.
She lead me to the back of the room.
Three boys were in little blue chairs in the corner with two adults just sitting there being quite .The other 4 kids in the floor not that far away were talking up a storm.
"Class this is Sunny Skyy"
She said sweetly.
The girls and boys in the floor went into a laughing fit.
The kids in the chairs keep quite, they just waved, a pretty boy with goldish brown hair and green eyes smiled knowingly at me along with the adults behind him.
I keep my head down letting a tear roll down my check and land on my worn white shoes.
Mrs. Hopkins's noticed
"Quite children"
She said sternly.
They continued to laugh.
"Class!"
They just wouldn't stop.
Tears flowed freely out of my eyes.
I hate my life. I hate my name. I hate Them. I hate every thing…
"SHUT UP!" Yelled the pretty boy jumping out of his seat.
The mean kids stopped laughing.
They glared at him.
His parents, Mrs. Hopkins and the other 2 boys just looked shocked.
"If your going to laugh, do it to me, my names Sodapop."
I smiled behind my short brown hair.
Ok, maybe not everything…
The kids on the floor laughed even harder but he didn't seem to care.
Mrs. Hopkins smiled along with his parents.
She walked over to the other kids who had turned silent with fear when she had given them a very angry look.
He walked over to me and took my hand.
"You wanna meet my friends?"
I nodded
"Sure" I said softly
He smiled as big as he could.
I just had to smile back.
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