Chapter 3 – Sean
After school, I sat on the steps waiting for my dad. I thought of the earlier events of today. Nothing too bad. Other than comments from that Santos chick and a few comments about being dead from other students, my day went ok.
"So what's your story?"
I turned around to find the infamous Sean Cameron.
"Excuse me?"
"Did your parents get a job transfer here? Did you blow up your school and are running from the cops?"
I laughed. "No. I'm just…starting over."
He nodded and sat down next to me.
"What about you," I said facing him, "What's your story?"
He looked at me confused.
"You slept practically the whole period in Simpson's. And call me crazy, but I don't think they've allowed naptime since Kindergarten."
He laughed. "I've just been really tired lately. Late night parties, I guess."
"And your parents approve of this?"
"Nah, I live with my brother. And he's not around much, so…"
"Oh. If you don't mind my asking, why aren't you living with your parents?"
Sean was silent for a few seconds before he spoke. "My parents are alcoholics. Complete screw-ups. They basically let me do whatever I wanted and they never seemed to care. So, I got into a lot of trouble. Mainly it was because I was always getting into fights for something, but one fight I was in went a little too far."
"What happened?"
"I deafened a kid in one ear. It wasn't on purpose. Just a lucky shot, I guess. So, my parents sent me here. They didn't wanna have to deal with me."
"I'm sorry. That must have been really hard on you."
"Not really. I was glad to get away. I was sick and tired of always having to clean up after them when they'd get drunk and throw up all over the floor."
"Wow, you're really open about this stuff aren't ya?" I laughed.
"Yeah, well people ask me a lot. I get used to talking about it. I'm thinking I should just write a book or something."
I saw my dad pull up and he honked his horn.
"I've gotta go. My dad's here."
I got up, put my backpack on, and walked to the car.
"Hey Parker! What are you doing this weekend?"
"As far as I know, nothing. Why?"
"Wanna go to a party?"
"Sorry, parties aren't really my thing."
"Oh, well, how bout' I come over to your place? I could help you unpack. Then later I could take on a tour around the city."
I smiled. "Sure. Saturday at noon then?"
"Saturday at noon."
I waved and my dad started pulling away, but was stopped by a knock on my window. I quickly rolled the window and looked at Sean confused.
"Just one more thing."
"Yeah?"
"Where do you live?"
BlackRoseOnFire - Thanks. :D Ok, my stepsister just explained to me the whole thing. And I think I get it now. I have 7 chapters written completely and they're all saved onto fanfiction. I just won't actually be able to write because I'm going to be on vacation the whole summer. But that makes complete sense now. Thanks
crashetburn - Lol.. Although I am an Eman shipper, I'm not sure if I'll make them a couple or not. LOL... And besides, I honestly don't see how Ellie is more compatible with Sean because shehasn't done one good thing for Sean at all... But that's me. hehe
And to the rest of you who reviewed, THANK YOU! I smiled when I checked my mail to see if I got any reviews and I got about 10 (I didn't really count, 10 just seems like a good number) Anywho, I hope you don't let me down! The next chaper is most likely going to be the turning point of the story, so be looking out for that chapter in the next update!