In The Best Interest--Mark's Story--
Okay I think Sarah/The Duck makes a good point...I'm going ot re-do Liz's
story after I get done with 2 characters left. I don't really have
anything for the story that was up now...So thanks Sarah! Expect that
tomorrow and maybe even later today. Everything in this chapter is true
because it happened to one of my best friends. The whole leaving and
meeting again-true. Everything is. Also when I put Oct. 2001 in the
"about" chapter I meant 2000.
**October, 2000**
Kristyn got off the bus with one of her best friends, Mark Sheppard, following. Mark was ayear and a half older than her and much taller-he had failed a grade. He protected her from everything, but today was the day Kristyn was moving. They silently walked down the big hill at their apartments and Kristyn cringed angrily when she saw her parent's van waiting. Her other siblings and pets were already at the new house.
She pulled him in a tight hug. "Promise you won't forget me?" she asked, struggling back her tears. He nodded. "Never."
**October, 2001**
Kristyn laughed as her friends Adam and Ronnie threw food at eachother, carefully making sure no teachers saw. SHe was in the seventh grade now and hadn't seen Mark in a year, but there wasn't a day that went back that she didn't think of him. The special ed. class walked by them to go the lunchline-nothing unusual. But then she saw him and it made her heart skip a beat. Ronnie looked behind him. "What're you looking at?" Adam asked. "Um..Nothing," she lied.
In band later that day Kristyn hurriedly ran to there, even though she knew she'd most likely get in trouble there like she did everyday. She saw Mark talkin to her friend, Ashley although she hated her now. "Mark?" she asked. Mark turned around. "Oh, hi," he siad and turned back. Her heart sank and she sat down without getting her intrument.
Two weeks later they had become friends again-it had taken some readjustment, because he was use to the idea of never seeing her again.
**Mark's POV**
I made faces as my foster parents carried on and on about how I was grounded. "Yeah, that's real nice," I snapped and walked to the porch. I saw their puppy, Butch, and stepped off the porch to get him.
Jack grabbed me and jerked me back. "Fuck it, Mark, you're grounded for a month and then you're out of here!" he snapped. I glared at him. "I don't give a flying fuck now let go of me!" I yelled and ran to my room. Jack and my foster mother, Janie, never hit me or anything, but I remembered my mom and dad's abuse so clearly that I was deathly afraid that they would start.
That night I ranaway. I didn't know to where; I didn't know where Kristyn lived so I coulnd't run to her house, and although Ashley was my girlfriend at the time, I knew that Kristyn was three times more important to me than Ashley would ever be.
I went to find my sister, I think. I didn't get to far. Living in Jonesboro, Georgia and running is very difficult. Why, I don't know. But after two days I was found.
The police officers grabbed me and tackled me to the ground. I tried running but one weighed a ton so I quit. I looked up after hearing my name yelled and saw my social worker Eddie. Tears streamed down my face.
Later that day, I sat in Eddie's face. Jack and Jane didn't want me anymore-"I was too much." so I was being put in a rainbow house. Or so I thought.
Eddie threw me a brochure. Some school surrounded by woods and mountains in the backround was on the front. "What the hell is this?" I demanded. "Watch your mouth, Mark, and that's where you're going." Eddie scolded.
"Yeah, suuuure I am Eddie," I siad, nodding sarcastically. "Mark Sheppard, I'm not in hte mood for your games. I already have your bags. Now get in the car," Eddie yelled. Somebody's PMS'ing.
WE got out there and I tried to get away but he grabbed my collar. "It's here, juvenille hall, or another home, Mark," he warned. "I don't see why I have to do this. T hey fucking grounded me for stepping off the porch! What'd you expect me to do?" I demanded angrily later in the car.
"Call me, Mark. That's all you had to do. Now there is no discussion about this. I know the owner, Peter Scarbrow. He's real nice, don't give him a bad time."
"I"m not going!" Mark yelled as they drove off.
**That mighta been boring but i promise the actual story is going to be much, much better than thes ehvae been.
**October, 2000**
Kristyn got off the bus with one of her best friends, Mark Sheppard, following. Mark was ayear and a half older than her and much taller-he had failed a grade. He protected her from everything, but today was the day Kristyn was moving. They silently walked down the big hill at their apartments and Kristyn cringed angrily when she saw her parent's van waiting. Her other siblings and pets were already at the new house.
She pulled him in a tight hug. "Promise you won't forget me?" she asked, struggling back her tears. He nodded. "Never."
**October, 2001**
Kristyn laughed as her friends Adam and Ronnie threw food at eachother, carefully making sure no teachers saw. SHe was in the seventh grade now and hadn't seen Mark in a year, but there wasn't a day that went back that she didn't think of him. The special ed. class walked by them to go the lunchline-nothing unusual. But then she saw him and it made her heart skip a beat. Ronnie looked behind him. "What're you looking at?" Adam asked. "Um..Nothing," she lied.
In band later that day Kristyn hurriedly ran to there, even though she knew she'd most likely get in trouble there like she did everyday. She saw Mark talkin to her friend, Ashley although she hated her now. "Mark?" she asked. Mark turned around. "Oh, hi," he siad and turned back. Her heart sank and she sat down without getting her intrument.
Two weeks later they had become friends again-it had taken some readjustment, because he was use to the idea of never seeing her again.
**Mark's POV**
I made faces as my foster parents carried on and on about how I was grounded. "Yeah, that's real nice," I snapped and walked to the porch. I saw their puppy, Butch, and stepped off the porch to get him.
Jack grabbed me and jerked me back. "Fuck it, Mark, you're grounded for a month and then you're out of here!" he snapped. I glared at him. "I don't give a flying fuck now let go of me!" I yelled and ran to my room. Jack and my foster mother, Janie, never hit me or anything, but I remembered my mom and dad's abuse so clearly that I was deathly afraid that they would start.
That night I ranaway. I didn't know to where; I didn't know where Kristyn lived so I coulnd't run to her house, and although Ashley was my girlfriend at the time, I knew that Kristyn was three times more important to me than Ashley would ever be.
I went to find my sister, I think. I didn't get to far. Living in Jonesboro, Georgia and running is very difficult. Why, I don't know. But after two days I was found.
The police officers grabbed me and tackled me to the ground. I tried running but one weighed a ton so I quit. I looked up after hearing my name yelled and saw my social worker Eddie. Tears streamed down my face.
Later that day, I sat in Eddie's face. Jack and Jane didn't want me anymore-"I was too much." so I was being put in a rainbow house. Or so I thought.
Eddie threw me a brochure. Some school surrounded by woods and mountains in the backround was on the front. "What the hell is this?" I demanded. "Watch your mouth, Mark, and that's where you're going." Eddie scolded.
"Yeah, suuuure I am Eddie," I siad, nodding sarcastically. "Mark Sheppard, I'm not in hte mood for your games. I already have your bags. Now get in the car," Eddie yelled. Somebody's PMS'ing.
WE got out there and I tried to get away but he grabbed my collar. "It's here, juvenille hall, or another home, Mark," he warned. "I don't see why I have to do this. T hey fucking grounded me for stepping off the porch! What'd you expect me to do?" I demanded angrily later in the car.
"Call me, Mark. That's all you had to do. Now there is no discussion about this. I know the owner, Peter Scarbrow. He's real nice, don't give him a bad time."
"I"m not going!" Mark yelled as they drove off.
**That mighta been boring but i promise the actual story is going to be much, much better than thes ehvae been.