NOT a mistake., chapter 1
"Dammit Derek... Check out the new girl."
"Wha?" I turned around as she pulled up a chair. She had lime green hair with chestnut roots popping out at the top. She had a few piercings - bridge, double eyebrow, and lip - mandatory for a girl like her. And those eyes...even from my seat halfway across the room stood out. They were brown with greenish flecks. They glimmered behind all her eyeliner, but there was such a painful feel to them.. it made me want to get to know her better. She was perfectly gorgeous.
Mr. Gaster started talking and suddenly my attention was at the front of the room.
"We have a new student joining us today. Her name is Cassie. If you could make her feel welcome it would be greatly appreciated. I'm sure you all remember your first day."
I heard a snicker from the back of the room, and a couple of rude comments.
'Stupid jocks' I thought.
Gatser continued on, "Now, if I could please have all of your attention, I would like to begin my lesson."
So for the rest of the period I listened to the drone of voices while staring out the window. When the lunch bell rang, I was relived theat I could go and hang with jesse up at the crest.
I grabbed my blades from my locker, and met jess by the front doors where he was already waiting with his skateboard.
"Common man. I heard one of the jocks saying he was going to beat up the new chick.. I don't want to miss this."
'SHIT!', I thought," What if they hurt her?'
And so ended one of the most brutal beatings I have ever seen.
That was six years ago. Since then we've been the best of friends. She always gave the best advice... on girls, and sex, gangs and drugs, and mainly just on life. Right now, she was sending me off to ask out the girl of my dreams. My feelings for Cass never changed or diminished.. actually, they grew stronger. But I had learned to ignore them, being afraid they would ruin our relationship.
***
Why do I do this? Why can't I just tell him the way I feel? It's a bit late now I guess. I gave him a kiss on the cheek, and told him to go ask out Sam.
'Too bad Derek doesnt feel the same way' I thought.
He's the greatest guy ever. I could tell him anything, and everything. He was the only person that knew my stepfather raped me as a child, and the first person I told I was bi-sexual.
As I climbed into my car, my fire-red bangs fell into my eyes, and I pushed them back with the black bandana I had around my neck. A tear ran down my cheek. Derek had given my the bandana to wear underneath my corsage on graduation the year before. It was to cover up the cuts on my wrist. He was my date for prom, because neither of us could find dates, and everyone ended up saying we made the perfect couple. Hehe... I have pictures of us on my bedroom wall, and I look at them every day... Sometimes I wish we were still back in highschool... or even back in middle school. Back to seventh grade, when we first met.
'Not another new school.' I thought. 'Why do we have to move all the time? Oh well, if we move again, I'll refuse to come.'
I had just walked out of class. The lunch bell had finally rung, and the teacher dissmissed us. A girl sitting next to me told me to meet her to the football feild, and that she'd show me around. Following up on her offer, I met her there, but soon the football team decided to stroll over, and she took off.
**SMACK**
I fell to the ground. I felt my insides being kicked practically right out. Wincing in pain, and tears streaming down my face, I felt myself being lifted to my feet.. I braced my self for the worst, but then I colapsed again. This time I was lifted into someone's arms.
"HELP!" I screamed.
"Shh. Don't worry... they're gone now and I'm not going to hurt you. Would you like to come with me and friend Jesse here for a coffee or something?"
He nodded in the directing of the guy standing next to him. He had white blonde hair cut into a short mohawk. He had a few tattoos visible, and his eyes borw and the middle of his lip were pierced. I looked at the guy who was holding me. Piercing blue eyes looked at me from underneath a baseball cap. His hair, from what I could tell was pretty long, and was both pink and black. He was also quite tall and muscular.. well actually he kinda had to be to pick me up. Wow...
That was seven years ago today... I wonder if he remembered. I wish he loked me as much as I loved him.
For the past three years, I have been going out with Jesse. Probably turned Derek off, but hey, I love Jesse and I can show it to him. He was the first and only person I've had sex with. He had always been so kind, but also hyper. Most people percived him as rude, but I knew better.. he was just a bit missunderstood, and I know exactly how that feels...
"Wha?" I turned around as she pulled up a chair. She had lime green hair with chestnut roots popping out at the top. She had a few piercings - bridge, double eyebrow, and lip - mandatory for a girl like her. And those eyes...even from my seat halfway across the room stood out. They were brown with greenish flecks. They glimmered behind all her eyeliner, but there was such a painful feel to them.. it made me want to get to know her better. She was perfectly gorgeous.
Mr. Gaster started talking and suddenly my attention was at the front of the room.
"We have a new student joining us today. Her name is Cassie. If you could make her feel welcome it would be greatly appreciated. I'm sure you all remember your first day."
I heard a snicker from the back of the room, and a couple of rude comments.
'Stupid jocks' I thought.
Gatser continued on, "Now, if I could please have all of your attention, I would like to begin my lesson."
So for the rest of the period I listened to the drone of voices while staring out the window. When the lunch bell rang, I was relived theat I could go and hang with jesse up at the crest.
I grabbed my blades from my locker, and met jess by the front doors where he was already waiting with his skateboard.
"Common man. I heard one of the jocks saying he was going to beat up the new chick.. I don't want to miss this."
'SHIT!', I thought," What if they hurt her?'
And so ended one of the most brutal beatings I have ever seen.
That was six years ago. Since then we've been the best of friends. She always gave the best advice... on girls, and sex, gangs and drugs, and mainly just on life. Right now, she was sending me off to ask out the girl of my dreams. My feelings for Cass never changed or diminished.. actually, they grew stronger. But I had learned to ignore them, being afraid they would ruin our relationship.
***
Why do I do this? Why can't I just tell him the way I feel? It's a bit late now I guess. I gave him a kiss on the cheek, and told him to go ask out Sam.
'Too bad Derek doesnt feel the same way' I thought.
He's the greatest guy ever. I could tell him anything, and everything. He was the only person that knew my stepfather raped me as a child, and the first person I told I was bi-sexual.
As I climbed into my car, my fire-red bangs fell into my eyes, and I pushed them back with the black bandana I had around my neck. A tear ran down my cheek. Derek had given my the bandana to wear underneath my corsage on graduation the year before. It was to cover up the cuts on my wrist. He was my date for prom, because neither of us could find dates, and everyone ended up saying we made the perfect couple. Hehe... I have pictures of us on my bedroom wall, and I look at them every day... Sometimes I wish we were still back in highschool... or even back in middle school. Back to seventh grade, when we first met.
'Not another new school.' I thought. 'Why do we have to move all the time? Oh well, if we move again, I'll refuse to come.'
I had just walked out of class. The lunch bell had finally rung, and the teacher dissmissed us. A girl sitting next to me told me to meet her to the football feild, and that she'd show me around. Following up on her offer, I met her there, but soon the football team decided to stroll over, and she took off.
**SMACK**
I fell to the ground. I felt my insides being kicked practically right out. Wincing in pain, and tears streaming down my face, I felt myself being lifted to my feet.. I braced my self for the worst, but then I colapsed again. This time I was lifted into someone's arms.
"HELP!" I screamed.
"Shh. Don't worry... they're gone now and I'm not going to hurt you. Would you like to come with me and friend Jesse here for a coffee or something?"
He nodded in the directing of the guy standing next to him. He had white blonde hair cut into a short mohawk. He had a few tattoos visible, and his eyes borw and the middle of his lip were pierced. I looked at the guy who was holding me. Piercing blue eyes looked at me from underneath a baseball cap. His hair, from what I could tell was pretty long, and was both pink and black. He was also quite tall and muscular.. well actually he kinda had to be to pick me up. Wow...
That was seven years ago today... I wonder if he remembered. I wish he loked me as much as I loved him.
For the past three years, I have been going out with Jesse. Probably turned Derek off, but hey, I love Jesse and I can show it to him. He was the first and only person I've had sex with. He had always been so kind, but also hyper. Most people percived him as rude, but I knew better.. he was just a bit missunderstood, and I know exactly how that feels...
