From The Start…
Kim's POV
Being new is not that fun, but being the new girl and already gets bullied is even worse. The bad boy, Jack Brewer, is the one that is always bulling me from day one and that was like 3 years ago. Even though I have developed a crush on him over the years, I feel like I don't belong in this world. I always want to cut myself but I always hold myself back from doing so.
Not only does Jack bully me, but so does his girlfriend, Donna Tobin, and my dad. My mother died when I was really young and my brother is in college. I miss my mom and brother more than anything in the world. Every day I wish that Jack could just see what goes on at my house with it just being my abusive father and me.
Jack's POV
Being the bad boy ISN'T fun. Yeah you heard me, I don't like being the bad boy, but my girlfriend makes me. I hate hurting the girl I love every day for the past 3 years. I have had a crush on her since I saw her. Donna is always telling me to do stuff. She blackmails me forcing me to doing it. See, my family has had this money problem ever since my mom got cancer last year. She is my only resort to get the money for her treatment. I always feel guilty about what I do. I bet her parents don't do anything bad to her. She's like a sweet little lamb that doesn't give a shit about what people think about her. She can stand up for herself, but when it comes to people like me that bully her, she looks useless.
As I'm walking home, I notice someone limping up the street. I jog up to the street to see that it is Kim. I turn her around to see her face all red and tears running down her face and a red mark on her left cheek. She starts backing away from me once she notices me starring at her face.
"Hey, Kim. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise, but what happen to your face?" I asked very worried.
"KIM! WAIT!" I notice that she dropped something. A songbook? She writes songs?'
Kim's POV
Donna Tobin. The slut of the school happened to be dating the love of my life. Jack and I use to be best friends before I moved away and then he changed. When I found out that we were moving back I was hoping that he was still here and we were going to still be friends. When we came back, I had to go to school, I see some people that I remember but others I don't remember. I walk to my locker. I see a familiar brunette boy come my way. Jack. I say hi and he looks at me with a confused look. He doesn't remember me. He then goes over to Donna and starts making out with her.
I ran home crying. I grab my song and start writing songs that make me feel better. I can't tell you them until later, sorry.
I go back home, after I bump into Jack, to see that I don't have my songbook with me. That book was also my diary where I tell all my deepest, darkest secrets in it. I bet I dropped it when Jack and I were talking. I bet he has it and is going to embarrass me with it and give it to Donna. What am I going to do?
Jack's POV
I look at Kim's book thinking if I should go through it. My mind tells me yes, but my heart tells me no. I look at the first 2 songs in the book. The first song is sad and it makes me want to cry, but Jack Brewer doesn't cry;
Concrete Angel
She walks to school with the lunch she packed.
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with linen and lace.
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete Angel
Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete Angel
A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete Angel
I thought for a moment why she would write this song? Is there something going on at her house that nobody knows? I need to find out. I look at the next song and see that it is a little more up bet.
Had Me Hello
I can feel you coming from a mile away
My pulse starts racing from the words that you say
And you say so many of them like you don't have a clue
That I'm signed, sealed delivered with a stamp on
You don't have to try to hard
You already have my heart
You don't have a thing to prove
I'm already into you
So
Hold, Hold, Hold, hold me tight now
Cause I'm so, so good to go
Don't say don't say good night you know
You had me hello (x3)
Don't say, don't say good night you know
You had me hello
Close your mouth baby don't say a word
Cause you ain't saying nothing
I ain't already heard
Plus all them words get buried when the beats so loud
And the speakers blowin' up to this dance song
You don't have to try too hard
You already have my heart
You don't got a thing to prove
I'm already into you
So
Hold, Hold, hold, hold me tight now
Cause I'm so, so good to go
Don't say don't say good night you know
You had me hello (x3)
Don't say don't say good night you know
You had me hello
Oooooh Ooooh ooh ooh (x5)
You don't have to try too hard
You already have my heart
You don't got a thing to prove
I'm already into you
So
Hold, hold, hold, hold me tight now
I'm so, so good to go
Don't say, don't say good night you know
You had me hello (x3)
Don't say don't say good night you know
You had me hello
I really did like these songs that she wrote, but I keep thinking about the first song and why she would write such a depressing song. I then call my "brother" Jerry Martinez. Maybe he will know.
Kim's POV
I really hope that no one other than Jack see's my notebook. I mean, I don't want him to read it but if anyone other than him sees it then I will die. When I get to school tomorrow I am going to get it back. I hope he does.
