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Crying Eyes
Chapter 1:
Gabby's p.o.v
Drops of water began to fall onto the boxes I was carrying into my brand new
house in New Mexico. It took me a few minutes to realize those weren't raindrops they
were my tears. I had to leave everything in San Diego including my best and only
friend's dead body the rest I wasn't really concerned about. The jumping and teasing I
could live without. That's probably why David killed himself, and that's probably why
were moving.
Reflecting on the past fourteen years in my life only made me want to cry harder.
When I was around four my dad left only thing was he never came back. Since my mom
never finished high school we were as poor as you could get , but being the smart kid I managed to get into a private school on a scholarship. Only problem was the kids with the scholarships were the ones to get beatin and made fun of. I could handle, but my only friend David couldn't.
Worse part of it all his dad was the janitor, so when he shot himself outside of Mr. Robertson's science room his dad was the one to clean up the mess , and I was the one who got made fun of for having a suicidal best friend. My mom thought I needed to move away from it all, so that's how I ended up here living with my mom, and Uncle in Albuquerque where my life would soon change by the blue eyes of a simple guy.
Walking down the hallways of my new school East High I noticed something everyone was divided mostly by color, amount of money, and status. All of the Asians were in one group the African Americans in another, and so on. Some of the colored people would talk to other colored people for example the Latinos, and the African Americans would mingle with on another, but the whites never talked to the colored people, and the colored people never talked to the whites.
A bell suddenly interrupted all the conversations going throughout the school. Darbus room 119 I said to myself. 117, 118, 119, well there it is. The class filled with silence as I walked into the room late. Everyone was divided again all the whites on the left , and all the colored on the right.
"Class this is Gabriella Montez she will be joining us this year please take a seat next to Troy Miss Montez."
Unfortunately for me all the seats in the colored section were taken, and I was left to sit next to only white people. I had never in my life felt so out of place. Every single white person in the room was giving my funny looks except the guy with blue eyes sitting next to me.
He was looking at me with mixed emotions, sympathy, pity, and curiosity. His intense stare caused me to look back at him, and when I did I could'nt look away. Then something I would have never expected to happen he smiled at me, and I returned it. Back then I didn't know it , but that man would soon become someone very important in my life. When he smiled it was as if God had sent the sunlight to spotlight only him.
All day all I heard the whole time was Spanish trash yelled at me I couldn't wait to get home. I figured out that the guy was caption of the basketball team , and the most popular guy in school great I thought especially since his white he would never even give me the time of day, but why do I care it's not like I like him. As I had had these thoughts I found stairs the led out to a beautiful rooftop garden, where the guy was sitting on a bench looking at me with confusion.
Author note: Sorry If it wasn't that long or good the next chapter will be better, and longer hopeful well I hope you guys liked it, and if u have any suggestions let me know .
