These next chapters will go back to before the first chapter took place. I'll say that now to save any confusion. Thanks again to the people that put this on story alert!
Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own TDI, just the characters I made up and the plot of the story.
The New School
(DPOV)
I watched the trees pass by as Max drove us to our new house. For the past three hours, all I've seen has been trees. Plus that dead animal in the road. We spent 30 minutes arguing over whether it was a baby deer or an oversized hawk... That's the most fun we've had on this oh-so-exciting road trip. Seriously, what was wrong with where we were living before? So I might have been sent to juvie a few times and possibly got involved with a few gangs, but still!
I knew Max was just as excited to be moving to the United States –yes, we actually left the country-- as I was. But being the parent suck up he was, brought me with him anyway. They didn't tell me much, but I know Max is driving us somewhere in Nebraska to meet up with them.
"Dude! How much longer are we gonna be on this road?" In case you haven't noticed, I lost my patience around two hours ago. "And what is that smell?" The trees started to clear, and as far as the eye could see, cows were munching on dead grass.
"Welcome to Nebraska, Duncan," Max replied sarcastically. "It's the land of corn and cows." Right on cue, an endless sea of cornstalks appeared at the bottom of the hill Max was driving over. "Look on the bright side, dude, at least the cows are gone!" Now he was laughing at my misery. Great. "Don't worry. Just a few more hours and we'll be to our new place."
"If your parents think they can make me live on a farm, they've got a lot comin' their way!" I growled. "Like hell I'm living on a farm in the middle of nowhere!"
"You do realize there are actual towns here, don't you?" Max was watching me in the corner of his eye. "And there is a city or something called Nowhere. I don't remember if it's here though." He blew his blond bangs out of his eyes and went back to watching the road.
"Can't imagine how it got its name," I muttered sarcastically.
Just over three hours later, we finally arrived at our new house. It was in a town, just like Max had said. The city wasn't as crowded as New York, but it wasn't that empty. It was a relief to see houses everywhere instead of corn and cows, but Canada was still better.
I jumped out of the car to stretch me sore muscles and looked around. Paved streets, streetlights, lots of houses, big houses, hot girl across the street, moving truck in the driveway... Wait! I did a doubletake. Across the street, I saw the hottest girl I've ever laid my eyes on. And I've laid my eyes on a lot of girls.
She looked like she was around my age, 16, she had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. She was wearing a black long sleeved shirt that showed her shoulders and tight gray jeans with a studded belt. And she looked ticked! Her eyebrows were knotted together over her big, brown eyes. Her full lips set in an irritated scowl. When she caught my stare, she blushed and continued walking up the street.
I had to know her name. I will find out, I decided. Maybe this little town wasn't so bad after all...
I woke up to my radio playing Metallica full blast. Since my room was the one on the third floor, I never really had to turn it down anymore, another good thing about the move.
6:00am. Time to get ready for the first day at the new school. I didn't even know the name of the school yet. After I made sure my green mohawk looked presentable, I pulled on my baggy pants and a random band tshirt over my white long sleeved shirt.
I wonder if that girl will be there?
The name of the school was East High School. And it was full of preps and jocks. There, I met Sam, Trent, and their girlfriends, Nicole and Gwen. They were pretty cool.
"Dude, you like her?" Trent snapped me out of my daze.
"Huh?" I looked away from the girl from yesterday.
"Courtney. You like her?" Sam nodded his head toward the girl I saw across the street yesterday.
"So that's her name! Yeah, I saw her yesterday when I got here," I replied. Finally! "Who exactly is she?"
"Courtney's mom was a mob leader in New York until they all moved here. Her mom actually worked with my dad," Nicole grinned. "She's one of the best street fighters I've ever seen!"
My jaw dropped in shock. "Seriously? That's awesome!"
"You'd think so," Nicole rolled her eyes. "All the kids around here are scared of her though."
"Because she can fight or because of her mom?" I asked.
"Neither," Gwen said.
"Neither? Then what are they afraid of?" I questioned.
They looked at each other, then back at me. "Oh, look there's Mrs. Macowski!" Gwen stated with relief in her voice. Mrs. Macowski, the English teacher, entered the room and called the class to order. Great. Now I have one answer and a million more questions.
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