Chapter 1
Spinelli's POV- 6 years earlier
The day that my life changed was suppose to be one of the best days of my life. It was the last day of grade five and Miss. Finsters rule over us was coming to an end. I had two glorious months of vacation to look forward too which I already had planned…..
"5…4…3…2….1" The class counted down quietly as they watched the second hand creep towards there freedom. With the sound of the bell the students stood up grabbed their bags and rushed for the doors.
"Get back here you little hooligans!" Miss. Finster yelled as she watched her class run to the door.
Laughing the gang and I made it out the door before she could catch us to give us our summer reading lists and made our way to Kelso's to discus our summer plans.
"This is great. I didn't think today was ever going to end" Gus said happily as they reached their destination.
"Yeah I know what you mean, Miss. Finster kept going on and on about nothing. I mean what are we really going to learn on the last day of class" Vince groaned
"Well I don't know, she had brought up some very interesting points. And some of those museums she suggested we go to this summer really did sound stimulating" Gretchen said as she the rest of us rolled our eyes.
"Gretch, the whole point of summer is to forget everything they try to cram into your heads in the first place. Summer is the time for T.V., wrestling and hanging out with friends. There is just no time for anything else." I replied to her as I sat at the booth we always went to.
"Aren't you getting anything Spin?" TJ asked as he sat beside me with his ice cream.
"Na, my parents always take me out on the last day of school for a big dinner to celebrate my passing" I grin at them as they nod.
We talked for about an hour before we all started to head home agreeing to meet the next day to hang out.
It was the last time I saw my friends. That night my parents took me and Joey out for dinner just as I knew they would, Vitto had stayed out with some of his friends refusing to come home when my mom and dad had called. It was on the way home it happened. My father was driving and my mother was talking about going camping this summer. Joey and I were play fighting in the back, when suddenly mom screamed look out.
I remember seeing the on coming car, I remember hearing my father swearing, I remember feeling the impact andbeing thrown forward against the seatbelt then smashing against the window, then I remember darkness.