Chapter 2: No-one will want you
Tommy sat on his bed, swinging his legs. There was constant shatter all around him and he hated it. He was never part of any chatter because they weren't interested in anything he was interested in, like martial arts.
"Hey Tommy" his best friend Annie sat on the foot of his bed. Tommy looked at her and Annie looked back at the 8 year olds cheek in pity. Tommy had a huge scar right across his cheek. It actually reached from the corner of his forhead and traveled across his right eye but it was more visible on his cheek.
"Hey Annie" he sighed as he looked at her "do you wanna go get something to eat" he asked and she smiled.
"No, its gonna be to noisy in the dining hall, lets go for a walk" She pulled him off his bed and they left the room.
They were both orphans living in the Repitear orphanage. They were both 8 years old and were interested in stuff like martial arts more than t.v like the other kids.
"So, what's up" Tommy asked as they walked through the corridor, past heaps of crowded and noisy rooms.
"Um, there was a family here yesterday and they want to adopt me" Annie whispered and Tommy's mouth fell open in surprise.
"You mean you're leaving?" he demanded and Annie sighed. She had expected this; Tommy had been all alone in the orphanage until Annie had come. The older kids had hurt him and let the younger kids bash him up. The teachers weren't especially nice to him either and Annie had been his first and only friend. When she left, he'd be all alone again and more vulnerable to the older kids.
"Yes…" she mumbled and he ran off from her. Annie couldn't leave; he had only had her as a friend for 2 months. It was amazing. He'd been in the orphanage for 3 whole year and she had only stayed 2 months before a family wanted to adopt her.
"No-one would ever want to adopt me" he yelled in anger as a tennis ball came soaring towards him. He grabbed it and threw it at the ground before stepping on it. It broke under his weight.
"HEY" a boy rushed up to him in anger and seized the back of Tommy's jersey. Tommy swiveled around and glared at the boy. His name was Daniel and he had only been here 1 week but he already had friends. Things were so hard for Tommy yet this 6 year old had things much, much easier 'THAT WAS MY TENNIS BALL"
"Good for you" Tommy growled shrugging Daniel's hand off him "and why should I care?"
"Why are you being so mean to me?" Daniel looked close to crying and he picked up the broken tennis ball from the ground.
"Do I need a reason to be mean, no-one gives me a reason when they're mean to me"
"But I never did anything to you" Daniel yelled as he looked up at Tommy's eyes angrily.
"But other people have and I still haven't forgotten" Tommy growled and Daniel stepped away from him before running off.
"Being mean to an innocent kid hey sucker?" Tommy swiveled around to see the one boy he hated more than the rest. Jack Buckle was standing there, with his friends behind him smirking at Tommy.
"Yea, and you're not going to stop me" Tommy got into a martial arts stand and got ready for a fight which he was sure to lose.
