I woke up, feeling tired and exhausted. I had spent the night in a dark alley. I made sure I was well hidden so no one would find me.
Oh, right. I'm Sabrina Masterson. You're probably wondering if my mom would be worried about me.
Yeah right.
My mom wasn't exactly…the best mom I could ask for. She usually treated me like garbage, and she didn't care for one thing I did. Heck, if I died, the nicest thing she could do was stare at me.
I never met my father. He supposedly died when I was born, or disappeared, or something like that. My mom never bothered to tell me.
Oh yeah…about sleeping in the alley...
I was walking from school, holding my latest F on my math test, when these thugs came running after me. Seriously, who just randomly runs up to people so you can beat them up?
I got up from my hiding spot and looked around to make sure no one was there.
The coast was clear.
Jumping up, I ran home, pretty sure my mom would be wondering where I was.
NOT.
When I reached home, I fished out my key in my pocket and opened the door. It was dark, not showing a single sight of life. Then a roar came from one of the rooms, LITTERALLY shaking the whole house.
My mom snoring. The usual sounds, quite, a roar that was supposedly my mother snores, blah blah blah.
"SABRINA!"
Oi. Caught by the most stupid guy in the world.
My mom's boyfriend, Scott, came jogging inside. He didn't care about my safety either. He just liked getting me in trouble.
"What do you want, Scotty?" I snickered. Scotty was my mother's lame nickname for him. He didn't mind it when she used it, but if anyone else did, he would punch the daylights out of them. Except me.
Hey, my mom may not care about me, but she isn't THAT heartless.
His eyes narrowing to slits, he snarled, "I've had enough of waiting. You're DEAD Masterson. I swear on the Styx." Outside, thunder rumbled.
I snorted, and then turned around, and headed to my room. Scott wouldn't do anything nasty, and I wasn't scared of HIM.
"Mark my words, girl. Before you reach your safe little haven, you WILL die."
That left me feeling uncomfortable. But I actually felt good about my life today. It was the last day of school. And I didn't get kicked out at all!