THE ODD DUCK
Do you ever wonder what it would be like if you were someone else would your life be simpler? Do you ever think about what it would be like if one day you woke up and all your dreams had come true? Do you ever feel like the world would be better without you in it? I do every day when I wake up these are the questions that run through my head what if that what if this, but that exactly what they are what if's they aren't going to happen so why bother wondering, thinking and feeling? But each morning you choose to move forward or to simple give up.
I guess I should introduce myself; my name is Haley James. I'm seventeen but I have seen more stuff then the average eighty year old would in their life. I live in a small town Tree Hill, North Carolina it split in two by this lake one side the rich and glamorous though I can't really imagine them being looking like the walk off a runaway though with the amount of money they have I'm sure they have paid for it to look that way. Then there the other side, my side, where the crimes are committed, the drugs are taking and the poorer live. I live in a one bedroom apartment type place with my mum well when she actually here. See my dad died in a hit and run when my mum was pregnant with me, but everyone knows around where I live the gang (who are too call for a name) killed him because he tried to get out when he found out he was going to be father according to my Nan he spout all this crap about wanted to be a good dad, well what a good dad he was getting kill so I never got to meet him. I know what you're think shouldn't I be upset and saying how much I wish I got to meet him. Well I would but see after I was born my mum turn to drugs to help her forget the love of her life death. But surely you wouldn't sleep with anyone random guy who will pay for your drug habit if you were deeply hurt or maybe you would? So for the first eleven years I live with my Nan till she dead, heart attack but raising my mother and dealing with her 'mistakes' as my Nan called them I don't blame her heart for having one, god I would of long before I was sixty nine.
But what about me, you say, even though I have drama fill family I'm completely different I don't like attention actually rather avoid it all together if I can even as a child I would rather be on my own than centre of attention, so I live with my head in the books to forget about my life and to make sure I get the best possible grades so I can make sure I get into a college far away from this god for sake place. I'm just about to start to my junior year on the other side of town. Normally I would have gone to Tree Hill community school but due to lack of funding they were mixing the school with the school on the other side and my dream of going to college to get away from my mother and this town I have to go to Tree Hill High with the rich kids. See the rest of the students they were meant to go with me don't really attend school enough for the principal to aloud them to attend.
I remember when I got called into the principal office saying Ms Heywood would like to talk to me about me attending Tree Hill High. I walked into a storage room/office with the minimal funding the principal office also had to have teaching supplies in it too. "Ah…Miss James please take a seat." Ms Heywood demanded I'm surprise she even knew my name but I suppose I'm the only student in this shit that get A's and actually has a change of getting somewhere she had to learn my name. I took a seat on the other side of her desk/classroom table. "Yeah umm…Miss Brown said you wanted to talk to me about attending Tree hill High" I said hoping it would be a quick 'good luck' so I could leave, could I smell tuna and is that feet? God couldn't she open a window. "Yes dear I wanted to say well done for all your hard work over the last two years" She said in a conceding tone, "I wanted to say well done I just receive a phone call saying you have a place. You will be the one of the students out of the five attending Tree Hill High I expect you are very proud with yourself" again with the tone and well if that meant to be a genuine smile that god knows what her fake smile looks likes.
So yeah I got in to the rich and glamorous school where I'll have to endure snotty girls and Mr big shot guys for two years, yippy! With a uniform seriously I have never had to wear a uniform before I mean really why I have to wear a pleaded green skirt and a white blouse with a green tie with their precious logo on and a green blazer. What with all the green? I mean why couldn't it be black now I can do black. No I'm not some emo but I like dark colours it suits my mood more I guess.
I guess you could say I'm a bit of odd duck, I always sorted of blended in looks wise, with my chocolate brown long wave locks, my slim figure and my brown doe eyes with the perfect white teeth for what my Nan use to say dazzling smile I have. But personality wise I never really fitted in, most girls hate me for my looks or that I don't seem to care about anything and guys I don't think I could ever trust one to be honest guess I got some daddy issues. So I keep to myself and I like that and everyone knows you can't trust anyone but yourself.
