The strings on Mike's shoes were clay red after the hot
rainy day in Phoenix, Arizona. Mike was 5'3, with long dark
brown hair with little curls at the end. He had no idea who
his dad was, except that his name was Richard Van Roberts.
It has been just him and his mom all his life, well and his
step-dad Bobby Lewinski. He has got married to his mom
when Michael was 4 months old. Mike was pretty much poor,
he lived on the bad side of town, wore messed up clothes,
and lived in a 2 bedroom house. Mike had a little sister,
Sarah Lee Plott, who was 7 years old. For a kid who is
almost thirteen, its pretty hard to raise a 7 year old. Molly
Dawson didn't even take care of her two kids, much less
spend time with them. Mike Roberts attended Hedge Hill
Middle School. Even though Mike didn't know his dad, he
never called Bobby dad. Mike nor Sarah never went around
them, not even for food. Almost every night Mike would be
the one to feed Sarah, although it was only sandwiches,
ravioli, and can foods. Sarah tried to spend time with her
mother but it was useless. Sarah called Bobby dad, she
didn't know that wasn't her dad. But that was then…
And this is now, Mike is 15 and a half. Sarah is almost ten
now. They have both changed, Mike has a buzz cut, has way
more friends, is in high school, is 5'10, and is a Phantom.
While Sarah, hasn't changed that much, except that she got
taller, and got smarter. Mike attended Hill Rock High School,
in the 9th grade. He made average, C maybe B. But for
Molly, he could bring all failing grades home for all she
cared. He tried to stay out of trouble. But his mom on the
other hand, was almost put into jail about 2 months ago,
until the cop let her off with a warning. She was driving
drunk, with Bobby and got pulled over for speeding and they
hid the alcohol. Her and Bobby has a bad alcohol, smoking,
lying, and drug addictions. Mostly the first two, well I take
that back its all of them.
Chapter 2
"Josh, Josh, dude Josh get up its 9:30, lets go"! I
screamed.
"Alright I'm up, Jesus!" Said Josh.
We both got dressed, I wore the same exact thing as
Monday and here it is Wednesday. I didn't
care, its not like people noticed. It was the Volcom T-
shirt, blue jeans, and Nike shoes.
Josh was pretty much my best friend, even though I
was a freshman and he was Junior. We were both
Phantoms, but he was a higher rank.
"Hey you crazy bitch but you.." I turned my phone
alarm off. I guess I dozed back off and didn't
remember it.
" Dude you up?" I asked.
He didn't answer but I looked up and I seen the sign
that said Hill Rock High School. Well that and shade of
the sun of late January morning. It was chilly but the
weather was changing.
"So we going to meet here at 3:30, right?" He asked.
"I guess." I yawned.
We both got off of the beat up 1989 Mazda, it was a
red car with a cracked windshield. Then I was off to
Algebra. I was late, again. But its not like it was a
surprise, that was probably the 20th time. No
exaggeration.
The door made a huge squeak when I opened the door
to Miss. Grows. She didn't say a word because she
knew that I was coming, sooner or later. I looked at the
absent sheet and she checked everyone to be present.
Everyone was looking and staring, but I didn't know if
it was because I'm late or they noticed the clothes. But
either way it was very awkward. Even the girl I
admired was looking, but in my mind she was looking
in a good way.
" Page 188 in the red book, questions 5-36." She
commanded.
I didn't even answer her, just sat. I wasn't what you
would call a "good student". She was on the edge of
retirement, she was about 60 and matched just a little
to much. I was in her class for only about thirty
minutes until she released us. I headed for my "locker",
I didn't even use it but the teachers didn't know that. I
usually just stood there but most of the time I met with
Josh or Matt. Matt was a Sophomore but had a lot of
Freshman classes. I was his best friend, Josh was mine
but Matt didn't know that. Matt was basically a bully,
he picked on nerds or littler kids smaller than him. He claimed that he killed someone but I think he said that
to be tuff.
" Get to class Dawson." Mr. Stern said.
" Umm okay." I answered.
Nobody argued with Mr. Stern but not even Matt.
