A/N- Review or I will post no more of any of my stories. No that's a lie, but seriously please review.
Disclaimer: I own this plot and Mae but none of the other characters. oh except Eragon's dad, but he shows up later. I also am personally responsible for the character's modern personalities.
Darkest Places
The school buzzed with noises of eager freshman, unknowing that this year will be hell for them. My classmates, however, were ready to be done with school by lunch. I, on the other hand, never wanted high-school to end; this was my safe haven, where I could escape my home-life. Where no one knew anything about me, this was better. Mae is my only friend because she really doesn't give a shit. She gets me. Mae sat across from me washing her lunch down with vitamin water.
"Who do you think he is?" she asked jerking her head towards my left shoulder. I turned to see a preppy looking brown haired boy. He was sitting, talking animatedly to a blonde and a black girl.
"Don't know, but he's getting along quite well with Arithmetic Arya and Neat-Freak Nasuada," I smirked, turning back to the brunette across from me.
"Hey, I, uh, saw you sitting alone with that girl at lunch. You wanna sit with us at lunch," I turned to see the prep from lunch.
"Ummm, not really,"
"I think you misunderstood, I was kind of asking as a friendship thing. The name's Eragon," he said, offering his hand.
"No, Eragon, I understood you just fine." I brushed past him to get to class.
School ended at three, and Mae and I would drive to the nearby town and hang out just as always. Someone bumped me to my right and I turned to swear at them. Something caught my eye and I doubled back and looked and sure enough there he was. That kid Eragon getting into a very fitting family Sudan and holding a little sister. The thing that really caught my eye was mom standing by the driver's door. Something inside of me snapped, that was what the lame-ass conversation was about. He was trying to make friends before I realized that he was the kid who ruined my life. I stormed over to him.
"Murtagh?" I heard Mae say from behind me.
"Nice try, Bastard," I said and punched him square in the face.
"Murtagh!" my mom shrieked.
"You! You just shut the hell up. You don't get to tell me what to do. You gave up that right long ago," I directed at her, leaving he stunned. "Come on Mae let's get the hell out of here," I said grabbing her arm and leading her to my car. I got in the driver's seat and she got in the passenger's.
"Murtagh, what the fuck was all that about?" she asked. I looked at her, my lower lip trembling.
"Oh shit Murtagh, what is going on here?"
"That kid…is the reason why my life…is so messed up. My mom…had him a year after she had me…and when my dad found out…he went mental…and she left," I said through gritted teeth, "My dad blames me… for everything that has ever happened to him," I said tears spilling out over my cheeks. I leaned my head back with the back of my hand over my face, before placing both hands on the steering wheel and putting my forehead on them. Mae put her hand on my shaking shoulders. After a few minutes I straitened and wiped my cheeks with the back of my sleeve. Mae grabbed my arm and wrote "Love shines through in the darkest of places". I smiled slightly at her and started the engine.
A/N- Not to sound too cocky but I think I'm doing well with their personalities.