Hello again!
I just want to thank everyone who had viewed my first chapter and gave me reviews and followed and Favorited, I love it when I get feedback. I realize this is a short chapter, but here it is! Chapter 2!
~Lucid3762
Amber was safe, for now; but for the time being, she was on the bus in her designated seat in the back of the bus. With her chin in her hands and her face out of the window, Amber thought about what she was going to do when she got to school. I can't be seen by Jake… she told herself.
She thought of Jake, oh so handsome Jake. With his dirty blond hair always in a mess from his football helmet; how cliche, Amber's head spoke out, you're in love with a football player. But that didn't matter to Amber; messy blond hair and blue eyes, bluer than the deepest ocean, made her just want him more. He was the badass of the school, always riding around on his pitch black motorcycle with a tight leather seat. Oh how Amber longed to ride on the back of that, holding on tight to Jake's waist with love. He was so dark, so mysterious, so handsome; he was the eye-candy of the school.
Throughout the bus ride, Amber went through various scenarios in her mind. In one, he asked her out, and they went to dinner and he proposed that day. Another one was him grabbing her and laying a passionate, lustful, fierce kiss in front of the head cheer-bitch while she looked in jealousy. With a happy and useless hope, Amber hopped off the bus and onto school grounds.
The school was large and old. Made of bricks it stood up two stories not counting the ground floor. From the front view, six windows on each level were visible; three on the left, three on the right. In between the windows was a large white slab holding the name of the school on the third level in big, bold, black letters with a two storied window underneath it and double wooden doors. To top off this white mass was the American flag, waving from the wind of the day. The grass was dead, long dead, and few vegetation grew near the school. One faithful light post held tall in front of the school like a beacon as children from all directions poured in. Inside was a green color; why they decided to paint it that way, Amber will never know, but for the longest time, green was the color. Overhead lights clung to the ceiling and emitted a mass amount of light which always made Amber wonder if Casper High was the cause of the occasional blackouts in town. The lockers stacked along the walls, two on top of each other and at the end, a silver water fountain that gave students warm, but clean, water. In one of the connected hallways stood a corkboard with activities. Sign up for this! Sign up for this! Football needs you! Come join cheer! All ads trying to get students into extracurricular activities. Amber always sighed as she walked past the board, she had enough to do in one day, one activity was not to be allowed for her.
With her books in hand, Amber trudged deeper into the hallway and to her locker. 724, it read in bold letters. She put in her combination, 01-29-99. With a click, the moss colored locker opened revealing all of Ambers school things and valuable things so her mother wouldn't steal them for drug money. Books, jewelry, and mini-posters cluttered the small locker. Amber dropped the school book she brought home in the locker and grabbed her first period book, a notepad, and a pencil and shut the locker.
"Hey dipstick." she heard a gruff voice behind her; she tensed. Forcefully, she was grabbed on her shoulder, was turned around, and was shoved on the locker. In front of her stood the big muscular body of Danny. His black hair hung around his face and his green eyes pierced her, "Whatcha got there?" he asked.
"J-just my books." she stammered.
"Oh," for a second, Amber thought he was going to let up, but then he slammed her into the locker harder than before," what about some money?"
"What do you need money for?" Amber snapped, "You're rich."
Danny just laughed, "Being rich doesn't have anything to do with it."
Amber laughed, "What are you laughing at bitch?" he asked coldly.
"You think I, the girl with a drug addict for a mother, has money." Amber laughed out. Danny looked at her with pure hate, but let go of her and walked away to a group of his friends.
Well, there was one obstacle of the day…
The rest of the day went fairly smoothly, no more confrontations from Danny: a few harsh words from Bridget, the cheerleading captain; and laughs from her friends. Only at lunch, with one class to go, did something happen, something big.