Every story has a different beginning. A beginning that ties all the characters together and weaves out the story. This is the beginning to a story of unresolved issues and hidden feelings that has lurked from time to time as well as two individual that find themselves in the middle of an ancient feud and discovering their true feeling.
Jake's POV:
“Jake! Wake up already! It’s your first day of school! I’m not going to let you slack around all day in the house!”
Ugh… I hated this time of the year. I hated going to the place where my mum and dad first met. Everyone who saw them thought that they were the most perfect couple but only the people that were close to them knew what really was going on with them. And after my dad left my mum, my life was a living hell. I think I would have enjoyed being in hell rather than this. I hated everything about that place. Especially the attention. I didn’t want to go so I tried to push my luck and in result, lie to my mum and said, “Mum? I don’t feel so good. Maybe I ate something off last night. I don’t think I’m in good enough health to go for school today.”
She never believed me in anything I said. Mostly because most of the stuff I said to her wasn’t true so she said, “Jake Santiago! Don’t lie! You better come down here yourself before I get up there and drag you down if I have to!”
I sighed and quickly scrambled out of bed. I could still hear my mum rambling on and on about my behavior and how much I hated this day. I ignored her words and grabbed the jeans and shirt that I wore yesterday night. I didn;t care how I looked to people, Heck, if it made people ignore me or avoid me more, I wouldn't care dressing up as a clown! I went downstairs to the kitchen and quickly ate my breakfast, passing my mum without even glancing at her.
"What am I to you, Jake Santiago? A slave that does all the house work for you? Can't you even say good morning to your own mother?"
I ignored her. I didn't want to talk to her. I never wanted to see her ever since I saw her on that faithful day when I was still 5 years old. I remember that day very clearly. I just came back from school. I was looking for my mum since she would usually serve me a hot glass of milk when I got back but there wasn't any today. I looked all around the house when I quietly peeped into her room. I saw her making out with another man. I couldn't see his face but I knew he wasn't my father. I quickly ran to my room after what I saw. After that incident, I could never trust my mum any more. She didn't have a place in my heart to me. I just finished my breakfast, slung my backpack onto my shoulders, and walked to school. I liked walking to school. It calmed my nerves down and gave me time to think about all the things that went around in my life. I looked at my school's entrance and took some deep breaths before I stepped through the entrance.
April's POV:
First day of school... Never my favourite day but it was always the day I could start fresh with others. THe only thing I hated about this day was the headache I would always get. Well, you would get a headache to if you could read the minds of everyone in the whole school and not be able to block out what everyone was saying. I couldn't concentrate on finding my class and my head began throbbing like mad and before I knew it, I was almost heading head first to a wall. It was until I felt an unexpected pair of hands that grabbed me before the damage could happen. I turned to see a guy around my age. He looked cute and there was something about him that looked familiar to me but I didn't know what it was.
"You ok?" he asked me. "You were almost crashing straight into that wall."
He sounded concern. Not like to not hurt my feelings. But really concerened. I never felt like this before. I just nodded my head to him, said thanks and went to my class. It was a few minutes that I realised I couldn't hear any thoughts when he touched me.
