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Day One
Silence. That was what I woke up to. Just pure, utter, silence.
I cracked open my eyes to look at the walls around me. All around me I saw a dismal grey and wallpaper with toy cars; it should be a crime to have such dreary walls. Deciding I'd eventually repaint the walls before winter ended, I began to make my way out from under the bed sheets, when I realized I sort of had a little issue. Stupid morning woods. I peeked down my checkered boxer and decided to entertain myself just a tiny bit. My hand made it's way down my torso, with the tips of my fingers slow grazing the skin just lightly enough to send a shiver up my spine. Then I feverishly rubbed soft cotton against my "little issue". I let out a low, moan just in case Uncle Charlie was still home. I closed my eyes and began thinking about Harry Louis and his amazingly toned body. As I was just to go in for a squeeze, I suddenly realized I'd be late for school if I wanted to finish the "job". The damn alarm clock on the charcoal nightstand beside me shined 7:16 and I still needed to shower.
As I rose up, I wondered if everyday would be like this. Turns out Charlie had already left for work; his job as chief of police had him out at random hour, which was fine. I mean, at home I was already use to the solitude.
Mom worked full time and Dad traveled for this job. I still remember the first time Mom started working full time again, I was about ten at the time. Dad was away on trip to Cincinnati and mom asked if I wanted a baby sitter. Thinking I had to be the coolest kid on the block, I said "Mommy! If I get a baby sitter, Timmy from next door will hear about it! And he doesn't have a babysitter! He says those are for babies!" Timmy was this kid that lived next to me. We were almost like brothers, you could say. Except I had the biggest crush on him when I was small.
"Alright. If you say so. If anything happens just call Mommy on her cell phone, okay? CELL. PHONE. okay sweetie?" (One time I tried to call her, dialing in the house phone number, while I was using the house phone so it didn't work out so well. Stupid answering machines. They're so confusing and they lead little children on to think their mommy doesn't recognize their voice.)
"Yups"
"And do you remember it?"
"Yups"
"What is it?"
"Uhhhhh. 555-5555?"
With a sigh, my mom corrected, " Shnookums, it's 555-5545."
"Oh."
"And if it's a big emergency call Ms. Applekay next door, okay? Her number should be written on the notepad in the kitchen." Mom forgot that Ms. Applekay AKA the local Cat Lady was fast asleep at 6 p.m. everyday everyday due to her new meds. But her cinnamon apple pies made up for it, so it was all good.
"Okay mommy! I love you!" as I ran to hug her legs.
Let's just say the next time she saw me, I was cradled in the corner of the closet, in the fetal position, perhaps maybe as I sucked my thumb or not. Damn door-to-door salesmen. I hope they all fall down a well.
Anyways, the morning of my first day to Forks High School, very original right? I got showered, dressed, ate some awesome toaster strudels with blueberry syrup and as I walked out the front door to my lovely new red pick up truck my uncle let me borrow until I can afford a new car. Or beg Mom and Dad for one. Maybe a silver volvo? In the mirror I looked over to do a spot check. Teeth? No spinach. Hair? Unfixable, as usual. Clothes? Simple tight v-shirt and distressed jeans, that may I say made my ass look pretty cute. Hopefully I can go shopping once everything's settled down.
On the way to school, I noticed how everywhere I looked, I was surrounded by green. Tall green trees of all kind surrounded my red car like a cavity surrounded by yellow teeth. And they were huge trees too. The only way you could climb them was if you were like superhuman, like a vampire or something.
Suddenly, the number of trees began to dwindle and out of no where, popped a huge ass sign saying "Forks High School: Home of the Spartans".
I guess this is the school. There were a few cars around me, probably due to the fact that my watch read 8:03. School started at 8, but luckily I have the freakish habit of getting my clocks five minutes early. Two minutes to park and power walk with swag to the office so you don't run like a idiot freshman who's late to class.
As I pulled into an empty parking space, I noticed a slim, black Harley Sprint motorcycle parked in the spot next to me. The only reason I payed attention was because whoever the owner was, they somehow managed to take up almost two spots. What a douche bag. They must a tiny penis to have a ride like that. And don't get me wrong, I mean I'm not judgemental or anything. I'm so far from it. I hate when people see me as the sloppy, don't-give-a-crap, druggie, but I had a really strong feeling whoever own that bike was a Class A, douche. Or just sucked at driving, because their parking was worse than the tiny Asian ladies back in California.
Walking into the halls, I got a lot of looks. Some were whispering, others staring. I even got a few fingers pointed at me. I guess the folks here are so boring, they frenzy at the sight of new blood. I just thought to myself, don't pay attention to them. Don't look at your shoes, they'll think you're some shy nerd. But don't walk too fresh. We don't need to reinforce the idea that everyone from California is a teenybopper. Oh! And breathe! That is very important as well!
Too concentrated on my walk, I collided head first with a very firm, very muscular frame. It sent me backwards, and my notebook and books flew out of my hand.
"Oh crap! Sorry!" I apologized, while in the back of my mind I was thinking, Damn it! The whole school saw that! Great now I'm the clumsy dork. Why the hell would someone just be sta-
I saw him.
"Sorry man. I gotta watch where I'm going." He said, as he helped me pick up my scattered array of papers and books. "My name is Jacob by the way."
TBC
Okay! So I'm kind of having a debate on ending day one right here or making a continuation next chapter. Sooo please put in your idea/feedback/ critizism! Until the next chapter, Peace out!
"If a window of opportunity opens and the sun of hope shines in, don't pull down the shade."