Hey all, I'm back! :D So, I hope you like this story so far. So now here's another chapter. I hope you like it.
"Mom, I'm home" Selena set her bag down in the living room of her mother's small house.
"Selena, the school called. What happened?" Selena's mother, Maria, asked.
"Mom, it was that godforsaken Jessica again".
"What'd she do now?" Maria sat down on the couch.
"She called me a necrophiliac because dad was a grave digger".
To be entirely honest, Selena had never known her father. Her mother had always told her he had been a great man, full of honor and love. But unfortunately, he got hit by a drunk driver when she was still a baby. Selena wanted to be like her dad, since she always had a fascination with the dead and the myths surrounding it. He probably knew a lot of those stories. Maria never told her any and Selena never was entirely sure why.
"Necrophiliac? Oh for god's sake. Did they do anything about her?".
"No, they never do. Everyone in office is afraid of losing their job because Jessica is the frikkin high and mighty daughter of frikkin' administrator".
"Honey, I will do whatever I can to get this fixed. You didn't deserve this…not without her going off scratch free".
"Don't bother…there's no point in it".
"Selena…"
"Mom, there's no point. Think about it. This has happened to me at every school I've gone to".
"What has?"
"Bad stuff".
"Like what?
"Fights…no tutors…Dyslexia…you name it. It's all happened".
"Selena…we'll find a way around this. We always do, hon. This won't be any different".
"You know…I think something happened when I fought Jessica today".
"What?"
"For a minute there, I couldn't breathe. It wasn't like an asthma attack or anything, but it was still really, really bad. Like, I had to gasp for air".
"It was probably just for the spur of the moment. That happens sometimes".
"Do strange things always have to happen to me?"
"Strange things happen to people all the time and you know, some of the strangest things can lead to the greatest things".
"Like?"
"How I met your dad".
"Hm…funny, you never told me about that. How did you meet him?"
"Well, it was back when I was way younger. I was going to visit my sister who lived here in California, but my car broke down in the middle of Death Valley. Your father owned a little place out there…odd, for someone to live alone in the middle of the desert. But he was a good mechanic. He took care of my car, but he was so generous…I didn't want to leave. So he let me stay a little longer. And as luck would have it, we fell in love and it all just flowed from there".
"And then the accident happened".
"Hon…things happen…Things we can't control. Those things are just things to be left alone".
"But why?"
"Sometimes it's best to leave things as they are and not go snooping in the past".
"Technically it's not snooping, it's just curiosity"
"Selena, you know what I mean".
"But c'mon mom think about it…there's so many things out there that I don't know and you know me. That's the one thing that David and I have in common: We both want to know things…lots of things".
"Bad things?"
"Knowledge is neither a good nor bad thing. It depends on the person and how they use it".
"Selena-".
"Mom…"
"I was fixing to say that was deep coming from a teenager who could wind up in a lot of trouble later on in life".
"Mom…what more trouble can I get into?".
Maria smiled knowingly. "You have no idea…".
A/N: Just what kind of trouble can Selena get into? Well, you'll find out sooner or later…Bye for now!