Chapter 3
Gabriella was in shock. Not because her moms car window was broking, but because of what was thrown through it. A rock
A rock that had one simple word written messily on it. The word that has only been said to her once in her lifetime. And not by some random person, but by her own father. The word was BITCH.
Gabriella got out of the car furious. She looked around and saw no one. Cars honked at her to get out of the way. Gabriella got back in the car and drove home.
When she arrived she was greeted by her mother, but instead of saying hi Gabriella stormed up to her room, and started on her homework.
10 minutes later Gabriella's mom knocked on her door.
" Come in." Gabriella said softly.
"Hunny what happened to the car?"
"Someone threw a rock threw the window." Gabriella said.
Maria sighed, " I see but why?"
" I don't know."
" I'm sorry hunny," Maria said as she hugged Gabriella," things will get better. I promise."
" Are you gonna break that one too?"
Maria ignored this statement said by Gabriella and walked out of the room.
"That's what I thought." Gabriella said to herself.
As Gabriella finished her homework, she thought about who would do that to someone. Could it be that boy? The boy from homeroom? No, he doesn't even know me, she thought. How could someone hate someone they don't even know?
Troy was sitting on the curb thinking about what he just did. Why did he do that to the new girl? Was it because she stopped him from going to smoke? Or was it because she was the one that got him kicked out of science? Or was it because she called him out for pushing that freshman down?
Honestly Troy didn't know what came over him. He saw the rock and wrote the word on it and threw it. He felt bad for breaking the poor girls window. But that girl did piss him off.
The only time he acted the way he did today was when he was high. The drug took over his body and he couldn't control anything. One time he almost killed rocky when he was high. He couldn't control his emotions, thoughts, or actions.
Troy felt a cold breeze and got up. Walking to his car he spotted a figure in the distance coming closer to him. Almost immediately Troy recognized the figure. It was hard not to seeing that he know him all his life and hasn't changed a bit.
" Hey Troy!" said Chad.
" Hey man what's up?" Troy asked bored.
" Hanging out before basketball" Chad said as he stuffed a Taco Bell taco into his mouth.
Troy laughed, because that's all Chad does is eat, sleep, and play basketball.
"Sounds fun. Well I gotta get going. I have a ton of homework." Troy lied.
"Dude it's the first day of school. Come play some basketball with me." Chad begged.
"Fine whatever."
As the two boys walked to the gym Troy noticed his dad standing outside the gym on his cell phone. Before Troy could even reach the doorknob, Jack Bolton's firm hand stopped him.
" What do you think your doing?" Jack asked rudely.
"Playing some ball with Chad." Troy said while looking at his father.
"No your not allowed in here. Leave."
" Don't tell me what to do." Troy said as he walked through the gym doors.
" Get out of here Troy." Chad said nervously.
"Dude no, you told me to come play ball with you. You wanna play? Then lets play." Troy yelled at Chad as he threw him a ball.
" Really Troy maybe you should get out of here." Chad said as he caught the ball.
"What's my dad gonna do? Kick me outta the house again? Ground me? I don't care. So give me the ball and lets play!"
"FREEZE!" boomed a voice.
Both boys stopped yelling and Troy stopped bouncing the ball.
"Your under arrest." Said another voice.
At that Troy bolted out of the gym, but not far behind was the officers. Troy knew that he couldn't get caught because he was high. And he had a joint in his left pocket.