Hola! I kind of discontinued my Isolated story because it was going no where. But now I'm back with a new story. This chappie might be a bit depressing but I just want to set the scene of what Gabis life is like. R&R please!
Chapter one
I can't stand it. I have to go home now, even though I don't want to.
I can't go anywhere else, the park is closed down, the library is shut and after-school clubs are long over. As I walk down the street I can't help but remember what waits for me at home. The stench of booze from my alcoholic mother, my long gone fathers clothes still on the washing line outside, another night holed up in my room with homework coming out only once to get my dinner, wishing I was anywhere else, even school.
But to tell you the truth, school isn't much better. Ever since one boy found out about my mother and spread it all over school. Now everyone refers to her as "Mental Montez." Well nearly everyone. Ryan Evans doesn't.
He's just perfect. He so nice, good looking and not too popular like that dimwit Troy Bolton. And he's so talented but not arrogant like that dimwit Troy Bolton. Or his sister Sharpay for that matter. He's the only person (except for the teachers) that doesn't join in with the "Mental Montez" remarks. He doesn't really talk to me at all. I've seen him looking at me a couple of times, and once I think he smiled at me. But it's probably just wishful thinking. He could never love me. No one does.
I turn the corner, my eyes watering as a pebble, thrown by a neighbourhood kid, hits the back of my head, followed by a cry of 'Your mums crazy!' I ignore it and walk on.
I get home sooner than I hoped to. I enter as silently as I can, ignoring my mums yell of 'Where have you been?' I just go straight upstairs and lie on my bed.
I can't take this anymore.
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