Title: Remembering Moments
Summary: A look at several key stages to Perry Cox's life. Important moments and the things that shaped the person he is today.
Notes: I wanted to write a story that delved back into Perry's past. Looking at his childhood, his time as an intern and his relationships with Jordan and Carla and what he went through when his parents died.
I wasn't going to add any more stories until I got a few more reviews for my last story, but I'm too good to ya!

Chapter One Summary: Perry realises his life is different to others.
Chapter One Notes: First chapter deals with child abuse. Perry and Paige's parents I've named Mary and Frank, staying consistant with my other story. Please excuse anything in the first chapter relating to life at an American High School if it's crap. I don't know what I'm talking about, but hopefully I've faked it well enough. If not, what are you gonna do about it?

'We do not remember days; we remember moments.'

1. Born To Resentment

He was 14 years old when he found out his life wasn't normal.

Perry lived at home with his mother, father and his sister, Paige. He'd had friends at Elementary school, but none of them had ever come back to his house.

But when he went on to High School he got a closer group of friends. Jeff, Ron, Mikey and himself all thought of themselves as pretty cool. They all performed well in class, and were all considered to be 'jock-ish' They weren't full on jocks, they had brains for a start, but they were all good athletes.

Whenever there were extra curricular activities he could participate in after school, he'd always do them. The others didn't usually, much prefering to finally get home. They couldn't understand why Perry would want to stay at school longer than he had to. He always told them he just enjoyed learning and that he wanted to be a doctor one day. That was a lie. He didn't have any ambition to be a doctor, but he knew you needed to be smart to be one and it kept them off his back.

Jeff had admired Perry's mentality. He'd told him he wished he had the same drive to be a success. Perry just shrugged and said nothing. Jeff told him that there was an after school basketball training that he was going to do and asked Perry if he wanted to do that. He agreed to it, mostly because he had nothing else to do after school on a Tuesday and it was another great reason not to go home.

The two boys had a lot of fun learning to improve their game. It wasn't as though either of them thought that they'd become pro's, but they were good and enjoyed themselves. It gave them something to do. Jeff was a better athelete than Perry. He never felt any resentment towards his friend though, because that's just the way it was. Perry knew that in certain subjects he was better than Jeff and they same with the other guys too. They all had their strengths and weakness'.

Perry couldn't remember when it was he realised his life wasn't normal. He remembered it was cold. They'd stayed a little later to shoot a few hoops as the others changed and hit the showers. By the time they'd finished, nearly all the others were gone. Perry took of his basketball shirt and took his normal tee from his bag. Pulling the top over his head, he turned to Jeff to see if his friend was ready to go.

"What the hell happened to you, man?" Jeff asked.

Perry's brow creased into a frown. "What?" he asked.

"That bruise, how'd you do it?"

"Oh, it's just a..." That's when Perry's mind went blank. He couldn't think of anything except two nights ago when he's father had got drunk and, in an agitated state, started throwing things at him and Paige. Being older, Perry always tried to protect his sister. He'd learnt the best thing to do was to try and turn his back to the violence. It seemed to hurt a little less. "I Just... I fell."

"On what?"

"The floor." Perry answered quickly. He knew the longer he took trying to think of a reasonable explanation the more unrealistic it all seemed. "Look, you know what it's like when your father has too much to drink, right?"

"No. I don't."

That was the moment. That was when he realised that not everyone put on a happy face at school and went home to something resembling hell. And not everyone stayed at school as long as they could to hide away from that life, but because they wanted to be better people.

That was the moment that Pery Cox began to resent his life.