Here with a new story and this is total angst. Hope you like this fic! And it's basically about two people from group home that has been through so much that they could find something that matters most-finding family and making friendships.
Finding Hope
by: Terrell James
Chapter 1: Two New Friends
It was a typical Monday morning at Whoville High and Jojo McDodd walks around the hallway when all of a sudden, someone threw a book at him and aims it at his head. He feels the sudden blow on his head and suddenly, sees three high school senior jocks laughing at him. Jojo rolls his eyes and one of the jocks said, "Congratulations, Eric. You just caught your first emo-freak!"
Most of them were waiting for Jojo to respond, but he took off walking. They didn't really take it well, so they confronted him and grabbed his backpack on purpose. Jojo groaned and said, "Is that really necessary?"
"Well, you finally talked!" said one of the jocks.
"Can you put me down?"
Most of them mocked him as they dumped everything in his book bag and they were laughing at him. Then, Eric comes in and said, "McDodd, you will never amount to anything. Not even your own dad can amount to everything and he's the mayor here. If you think you have a better chance of being in his footsteps, think again!"
All of them kept laughing at Jojo and they even did the unthinkable-punch him in the face. Then, as if by a freakish miracle, someone attempted to step in and stop them.
"Why don't you guys pick on someone your own size?"
They turned around and saw another who-dark black hair with blue bangs, grey and black striped, 14 years old, 5'1, 142 pounds, wearing a black T-shirt with a red punk guitar on the center, wears dark blue jeans and has earphones on his ears and wears a grey hoodie and wears a silver chain on his neck that reads 'Frankie' on the center-planning to stop them from tormenting Jojo.
"And what if we don't?"
He scoffs and said, "Have you ever heard my friends, Brass and Chain?"
"No."
He shows his fists to them and said, "You will if you put your hands on this guy, because the type of greeting they'll give you is a black eye."
Eric and the boys looked at this kid and realize that it's about that time to leave the premises immediately. They put Jojo down on the floor and Eric said, "Lucky he's here to save you, but next time, you won't be so lucky. I can promise you that."
They walked away and Jojo picks up everything from his bag and put them back on his bag. He looked at him and said, "You didn't have to do that."
"But I had to. Whenever I see anyone being tormented because they call them 'emo' or 'freak', that's where I have to defend them, because I'm not letting people like you stand for that. If they go too far, that's the point where I introduce them to Brass and Chain."
"Brass and Chain?"
He chuckles and said, "Dude, they're my knuckles."
He looks at his knuckles and sees those names inititalled in his fingers. And he responded, "Oh, okay. I get it now."
"Besides, I'm used to it. They always tormented me back to the group home."
"Group home?"
"Yep. It's where foster kids stick around when they don't have an actual home or family."
"You don't have a family?"
"Nah, they died when I was three."
"That's gotta be rough."
"It has. It's affected my my whole life, so I never wanted to give anyone a chance as I grew older, like 'what's the point', you know? And also, I get transferred to several different schools."
"That's crazy."
"Yeah, but I kinda want to stay in Whoville. It's kinda cool, so."
"Well, you've come to the right school. Plus, thanks for saving me and helping me out."
"Appreciate it."
"I'm Jojo McDodd."
"Frankie Bridges. You can call me Franklin, but I prefer 'Frankie'."
"Sure, Frankie. I gotta head to my first period class. See ya later."
"Me too. Bye, Jojo."
Not long before he got to class, he sees another who-dark brown hair with red bangs with a mohawk on the side, brown eyes, 5'3, 144 pounds, 15 years old, wears a red and black T-shirt with chains in the middle, light blue jeans, wearing a green striped hoodie, green and grey striped, and has a braclet on his wrist that reads 'Punks'. He comes up to him as he walks by the class and sits down next to each other in the front of the row.
The new kid looks at Jojo and said, "I'm Max. What's your name?"
"Jojo McDodd."
"You go to school here?"
"Yep."
"I'm new here and I'm only in a group home."
"A group home? My new friend, Frankie told me the same thing."
"Frankie? Frankie Bridges?"
"You know him?"
"We're in the same group home."
"How'd you guys meet?"
"About 8 years."
"That's a lot."
"I know, but I just hope that I stay here in this school, because I don't want to be transferred to another school. Can't stand another minute of being tormented and faced with loneliness."
"Hope so too."
This is only the beginning. Stick around for more!
