Harmony High

Chris

Lena gave me serious butterflies, something I hadn't felt in a long time. She wasn't the type of girl I'd usually go after, but maybe that was a good thing. I still didn't know about Josie though, which made me almost feel guilty. We started to leave the restaurant, but I pulled Will back after he kissed Avery goodbye to talk to him again.

"I just don't know what to do, dude," I groaned, ready to tear my hair out. "They're both great and they're both friends!"

"Slow down a second Chris," he said calmly. "You don't even know if they feel the same way."

I took a deep breath. "That's true. But do you mind talking to Avery about Lena for me? Just to find out what she thinks of me?"

"Of course," he nodded. "And just take it slow. No need to rush. Get to know both of them and you'll know what to do."

"Thanks man. I'll see you later," I said, hopping in my car.

When I got to first period, people were already crowding me at the front door, asking questions and looking concerned.

"I'm fine, guys. Really. A friend took care of me and it's all good," I said, flashing a cocky grin.

Josie waved at me from her desk. "I'm glad you're okay," she said, before punching me hard in the arm. "But that's for scaring me to death!"

I laughed and rubbed my arm. She could throw a good punch. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm not usually that much of an idiot."

"As long as you're okay, that's all that matters."

I nodded. "Avery had me stay at her place overnight."

"I figured," she said. "She's a good friend."

"Yeah. She and Will and Lena and I used to get into all kinds of trouble bak in middle school..." I started to babble before I realised that she probably wouldn't be interested in that.

"Lena told me," she smiled, making her eyes light up. "I wish I could've been a part of your group. Sounds like you guys had fun."

"Definitely." I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Lena had texted me, asking me if I wanted to go out to lunch with her. Get to know them both, Will's words echoed in my mind.

"Sure. Lunch sounds great ".

Luna

Lini and I went to a small diner for lunch. Since we'd both missed Breakfast this morning, we ordered a giant plate of eggs, bacon, sausage, and hash browns each. We dug in like there was no tomorrow when suddenly two men walked up to us. Kai and Keo. I choked on the bite of food i'd just taken and took a swig of water to clear my throat before looking at them. Keo laughed a smile and patted me on the back. I wiped my face clean as Lini greeted them.

"Aloha boys." Lini smiled. "What brings you guys over?"

"We just decided to come over and say hi and ask if we could join you." Keo answered.

Lini was more than happy to make room for him in the booth. She patted the seat next to her. "Come take a load off."

Keo took his seat next to her while I made room for Kai. He sat down without a word and looked at the menu. Lini began sharing her plate with Keo while I just sat beside Kai in an awkward silence. I thought about offering him some of my food, but thought how stupid it was and sighed. I could feel him starring at me with those intense eyes of his, but ignored the rush of adrenaline now pumping through me. What the hell's going on with me?

"So Luna," Keo pulled on my attention. "did you two go to the party last night?"

"I did," Lini piped. "but Luna stayed home."

"No," I shook my head. "I went, but I didn't stay very long."

"Why not?" Kai spoke up softly.

The sound of his voice startled me and I almost drop my fork.

I cleared my throat. "There was a guys there I'd made this intense connection with, and he kind of left me hanging."

"I wonder what kind of asshole would do that." Keo comments.

The tone of his voice makes me look at him, but he's not looking at me. He's looking at his brother. I frown.

"Is something wrong?" Lini touches Keo's arm.

"Everything's fine." Kai smiles tightly.

"Really?" Lini raises and eyebrow.

"Really," Keo smiles down at Lini. "everything's fine."

Lini and I frown at each other.

"It's a shame we didn't catch you girls at the party." Keo touches Lini cheek softly and winks. "We would've had a great time together."

Lini's face blushes bright red as she clears her throat. "I'm certain it would've been a night to remember."

Keo whispers something in Lini's ear that makes her eyes pop wide and gasp. Lini shot out of her seat and off to the bathroom. This reaction seems to have surprised Keo.

"What did you say to her?" I ask.

"You probably don't wanna know the answer to that question." he smirks.

"Would it make me wanna punch you in the face?" an eyebrow raises.

"Not in the face." he laughs.

I move out of the booth and go to check on my sister. I find her pacing back in forth while fanning herself. Her face is beet red and she hyperventilating.

"Lini what's wrong." I walk up to her.

"It's nothing." she sounds completely out of breath. "Just trying to keep cool."

"Are you good?" I touch her shoulder.

"Just a little flustered is all." she squeaks.

What the hell did he say to her? After a few deep breaths she calms down.

"Ok, i'm calm. Let's go" she says.

I nod and we leave the bathroom. I still wanna know what he said to her.

@Nike: I know. It's a little hectic right now.
Emmett

Okay, so maybe bringing Jane home wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done. Sneaking her through the window? Pure skill and genius.

'Sides, what else was I supposed to do? I was there, perfectly unintoxicated with a car, and she was...ah.... drunk out of her mind. Seriously drunk out of her mind. I'm still trying not to think about it.

Bringing her home was too easy. Furious at not being aloud to go to the party, Lacey sucked me into it to an arguement with Mom- and eventually Dad too. Once she got over it, she called up her friend Holly (whose parents wouldn't dream of letting her go to a party) and went over there. I'd wiggled myself free, and decided to go see what was going on at the party- and saw Jane on the sidewalk. What else was I supposed to do? Dad and Mom were sleeping like rocks from working, and Lacey's gone. You think I could've left her?

Okay, so I'm a bit guilty. It doesn't help that Jane's sleeping in my bed and it's nearly ten o'clock and I'm not at school. It's not the worst thing I've done, but it still sorta bothers me. Probaly would've bothered me much worse if I'd left her here. By the looks of it, she's gonna be immensely hung over. Ugh.

I log into my Online Physics class. Jane stirs a bit in her sleep. I know this is the part where the boy thinks 'she looks so pretty/beautiful/peaceful' in her sleep, but Jane's hung over and in crumpled clothes from Yesterday. She looks like she could be any of that, but she also looks like she's been through Hell and back. Like she's been through Hell more than once.

I really hope she's not a drunkard.

Jane's cool, interesting, artistic- so different than everyone else I know. It would suck if she made a weekly habit of this.... because it would almost feel like something was ruined. Some stupid, projected image of an artistic girl who didn't go to parties and get drunk and maybe-by-the-look-of-her-clothes do something nasty with some random guy.

'Cause that means I'd care.

I turn back to the computer on my desk- totally avoiding my thoughts-until I hear the croak of;

"What the hell?"

Jane. I turn back around to face her- my blue checkered covers are all wrapped around her, and it embarrasses me for a millisecond before I remember she probably can't think worth anything- and put on a lazy smile. A totally fake lazy smile.

"Welcome to La Casa de Emmett, Jane."

Josie

I waited outside the cafeteria for a good five minutes, but when Chris and Lena and those guys didn't show up, I went and sat with Maya and Becca, a few girls I'd hung out with in middle school.

"Hey," Becca said. "Haven't seen you in a while. Where's your usual crew?"

"I have no clue," I answered. "Lena cuts class all the time, but it's a little unusual for Chris. He can't get caught, you know, it would ruin his swimming season."

"Nice black eye," Maya commented, pointing with her fork. "How'd that happen?"

"Softball practice," I explained. "Coach got the entire team out for a mini game. I was at first, and our shortstop was batting. She's a lefty, and she lost her grip on the bat, and basically threw it at me. Hit me right in the face. No blood, though, so it's not a big deal. Bleeding on your uniform is the worst."

After they finished eating, Maya and Becca went outside, but I stayed in, in case Chris decided to show up. I was kind of curious about who might have messed with his drink, and I wanted to make sure I hadn't punched him too hard in first period.

Jane Wills

Emmett? I was at Emmett's?! I just freakin' met the guy and I'm at his house. Oh God, I hope we didn't have sex. That would be horrible. I mean, I think he's cute and everything but I just met him!

Ouch, thinking hurts.

"La Casa Emmett?" I asked weakly.

"Yup, my humble abode, home sweet home, whatever you want to call it." he turned back to his computer.

The sun shined through the window, the light burning my eyes. I shut them tightly, trying to escape the pain.

"You need an Asprin?" he asked.

"Oh, no I'm fine. I just love pain!" I replied sarcastically.

I heard him looking through some drawers and I opened my eyes. To be quite honest, I liked his bedroom. It was nice and homey. Better than mine, damn ass parents ruin everything.

"Here," he handed me a water bottle an two tablets.

"Thanks,"

Swallowing them down, he went back to his desk and typed away at the computer.

"Why am I here?" I asked.

"I took you home. You were really drunk Jane. You couldn't even walk straight, imagine you getting home..." he replied.

"Right, right." I sighed. "Thanks for caring, I never really had that before."

He turned around in his chair and I saw concern written all over his face. Dammit, why should he give a damn?!

"You never really had what?"

My pain was fading thankfully, but I still didn't want to move a muscle. Plus, these covers were so pretty. I'm weird.

"Caring people. Other than my 'rents. But they already gave up on me,"

William Franco

Chris is something else. He likes two girls, that's normal... it's just that I never had that problem. So I don't really understand his situation. I'm trying to help him as best as I can.

And to figure out who's spreading a rumor that I'm fighting with Allen.

I dialed Chris' number but all it reached to was voice mail. I was at home, Skipped the last periods of school. Had no other choice.

"You're an idiot Will! I cannot believe you're my son. What the fuck is wrong with you? Getting a girlfriend! And it's Avery? She's not even German. We are German Will, you need a German girlfriend." she spat Avery's name as if it were a curse.

That's my mom being... well my mom. Racist as always.

She's hated my friends. Especially Avery. But I wanted her to know who I was dating because she's my mother. I think she deserves that, some trust from me. Ever since Cassie's death, my older sister, I think she needs to see that I trust her and that I'm not like her.

But that doesn't help for shit.

"Shit mom!" I was trying to say something before she cut me off.

"No swearing! You know how much I don't tolerate swearing!" Hypocrite.

"You shit-ass-bastard. Get out of my house!" she yelled.

And that's what I did. I have respect to her.

Allen

I made my way through the school halls, everyone giving me glares. Rumors that Will was about to have a fight with me. Oh, god. Not him again. Lena's formal best guy friend. I can't believe she's my cousin!

I ran through the cafeteria, my eyes swiftly moving to spot Avery. This is just the time to talk to Ave. I spot at a table, on the far corner and walk towards, crossing my fingers. I know its hard for me to believe me, but at least this is the truth. I've been stopped being a playboy since middle school.

I reached the table and rested a hand on the table, standing next to where Ave was sitting, as I stared down at her, her eyes looking into mine. I was nervous, but I had to let it out. She shook her head, annoyed.

"Leave me alone." she said, ignoring after that.

Grabbing her by the shoulder, "Ave, I really need to talk to you." I said, desperately.

"What's more for you to talk about other than more bunch of lies coming from your shitty mouth." she said, pushing her chair back and walking away.

I followed her and grabbed her by the wrist. She tried let go but I dragged her all the way to a corner for some privacy. Irritated by my action done, the next thing I know is she slaps me, right on my face.

"How dare you!" she says, sobbing a little.

"AVE!" I said, screaming at her.

Shit! Shit!

I shook my head. What have I done? I just screamed at the love of my life. Touching her on the shoulders, but she shrug it off. I began.

"Look, Ave. What happened last night? That was fully not under control. I was drunk so bad and so was Jane! And things got of the hook and she fucking wouldn't leave me. I want to put things right, Ave. I really do." I said, stopping to take a breath. "But, since you're with Will now, things have changed. And I'm a little upset that you didn't even try to let me explain what happened."

I waited hopefully for a reply, but I wouldn't hear the end of it.

Lena

I was so glad that I had my best middle school friends back - Avery, Will and Chris. They were the people who really understood me but we tore apart when freshmen started and we all got shuffled. But right now, I was happy. Really happy.

Linnie came in and squeaked, wishing Avery "Happy Birthday!" and I jumped a little. I gave her a squeeze and then we were off to different directions. I didn't see Chris that morning which I was feeling a little gloomy about. Rumors spread that Will was to have a fight with Allen.

What?

Classes went by, fast as possible and I, who was the main victim of Vivienne to listen to her stories. I had no other choice. I was thinking about Chris all the time. I just wish... I really like this guy. More than the ones I had in middle school (which sucked). I really feel for him.

I decided to text Chris.

Heya! Wanna go for lunch, together? xD

I waited eagerly for his reply, and as my phone vibrated, I started jumping around. His reply :-

Sure, lunch sounds great.

I squeaked so bad and ran through the corridors to get him. I saw him at his locker, talking to his friend. I ran to him and waved wildly. He looked amused, and I blushed a little.

"Hey!" Chris said, and gave me a huge hug. I just wish I was in his arms forever.

"Hi." I said, in a dreamy voice and Chris chuckled.

"All ready, huh?" he asks.

"Excited. Dunno' why." I said.

Chris

She seemed cheery, which made me feel excited too. I jokingly put my arm around her as we left. It felt right, and she giggled as I did.

"Let's roll!" I joked, throwing on my pink sunglasses. The swim team used to tease me about them,but they'd become a bit of a trend now.

We raced down to my car, hopping in the seats.

"We need some good music," I said. I put on School's Out by Alice Cooper, and Lena and I sang all the way to the sandwich shop I was taking her too.

"God I love that song," she laughed as we walked up to the restaurant.

"I know right? Can't go wrong with some classic Alice Cooper."

We ordered out sandwiches and paid, sitting down at a table near the window.

"It feels like old times doesn't it?" I said after a comfortable silence.

She nodded. "I really missed this."

"Me too. And I'm glad Will and Avery found each other. I think they're good together. Plus, it's bringing us together," I shrugged.

"It's great!" she smiled and I felt myself grinning back.

"We should have a movie night soon," I suggested. "I have a great horror movie collection."

"Ooh, horror movies?" she raised an eyebrow.

"It's cool babe, if you get scared, just hold my hand and I'll pretend to be brave for you," I said, pretending to be a tool.

We finished our sandwiches and went back to my car. Looking at my phone, I saw that Will had called. I quickly called him back.

"Hey dude what's up?" I said when he picked up.

"My mom just kicked me out."

The day is fairly quiet, which is fine by me. At lunch, I don't have anything, I don't have any money to buy, and my mom forgot to buy stuff to pack lunch. Finally Lauren and Matt can't take it, they know I'm starving. Lauren hands me her pudding and a juice, and Matt gives me half his salad. I have really great friends, I love them more than family! I don't know what I would do without them. After lunch we head down to creative writing. We have, what I consider, an interesting prompt today:


Sounds like I'll be writing out a dream of mine from my point of view. Lovely. We spend a while writing, and then the teacher picks peopl at random to read theirs aloud. Some of them are okay, but most of them suck. "I don't think any of you understood the assignment. Anyone else want to give it a shot?" Before I realize it happens, my hand shoots up. I read aloud one of my grandest dreams, to finally be loved by someone other than my friends, to not be abused, to not be taken advantage of, and to have my family see me and my siblings equally. Everyone loves the piece, but no one besides Lauren and Matt know that it's actually about me, I write it from the point of view of a guy named Tom, who is not artistic, but very nerdy. The teacher said I did perfect. I sit back down, and the rest of class is spent free-writing.

The rest of the day is pretty slow-going. After last class, we all head home. After I pass Lauren and Matt's street, waving goodbye to them, I stop and take the time to take my wrist brace off. As I walk in the door my mother stands there looking displeased, not an unusual site for me. She grabs me by my hair and pulls me into the house. She slams me into one of the dining room chairs. "What!?" I ask. She back-hands me across my face. "First of all, don't talk to your mother like that." Then she does it again, "And second of all, the school called and said that you were wearing that wrist brace without a note. I SPECIFICALLY TOLD YOU NOT TO WEAR THAT F*****G THING! WHY THE HELL DON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME YOU DEFIANT LITTLE B***H!!??" She grabs me by my hair again and drags me up the stairs. She leads me into my room and tosses me onto my bed. "Don't come out of here until you're told! I have more important things to worry about right now than you!" She grabs the brace from out of my pocket. She exits the room and slams the door. Gosh I hate this woman. I can't wait until I turn eightteen, I'm moving out that day. She comes back in a fw minutes later. "Can I trust you again after this?" she asks. "Yes!" I say, a bit annoyed, mostly fearful. I have tears rolling down my face. "Well, your father, brother, sister, and I are going to be on vacation without you, for the next week!" she explains, "If I can trust you, then when we return, this house will be better than when we left." She slams the door again. They're actually leaving a 14 year old alone for a week!? I hate them, I hate them all. However, this does mean that I get a whole week without them!

They all pack-up after Alex gets home, then they leave. Apparently they're going to the beach. Lovely, they get to relax at the beach, while I clean this house all week. Yay. After they leave, I find where my mother hid my wrist brace, and everything else she confiscates. I put the wrist brace on, wrap my, now very swollen knee, in an ace bandage, and relax. I sit on the couch, and actually fall asleep for once. I am startled when a knock on the door wakes me up. I answer it to find Lauren and Matt. "Home alone? The car's gone." "Yeah, come on in and I'll tell you all about it."

Emmett

Gave up on her? The words have a heavy, unfamiliar feel to them. I've never been given up on. My parents have always cared, always cheered me on. All my relatives- Native American or Spanish- always thought that I was some rare genius that need to be encouraged. Lacey... well... Lacey.... may be the only person who has ever given up on me.

Huh. Didn't realize how much that burnt.

I try to formulate the correct response. "Obviously, you need better friends. Or more understanding parents."

She swallowed the aspirin and took a swig of water before shrugging. "Nothing much I can do about either of those."

I answer a question on the computer before answering her. "You mean your parents, right? Nothing you can do about them."

She shrugged and I frowned. I feel the need for answers to questions I shouldn't ask. I don't- I can't- understand why her parents would give up on her. Mine haven't given up on Lacey, and she's pregnant, dammit!

"I guess so." She changed the subject. "Hey, do you have anything to eat?"

"'Course. What do hung-over people like to eat?"

She scrunches up her nose and I feel the need to admit it- fine, she's cute. Hung-over as Hell, but cute. "Whatever the heck they can get."

I smile- a small, maybe-sorta-genuine smile- and get up. The part of me that is a people person, who knows better than to stick his nose where it doesn't belong is ready to get to the kitchen and toast something for the girl I snuck into my bed because she couldn't make it home. The part of me that read Sherlock Holmes Novels every night for a full year? That part wasn't done yet.

"What do you mean 'gave up on you?'"

Lena

Me and Chris had an amazing time eating delicious sandwiches and totes good music. Hats off to him for making an awesome lunch. I thought about Josie for a second. Oh, my! We didn't tell her that we were leaving for lunch. Thinking about the moment Josie had without us, made me feel guilty.

Just then, Chris checks his cell to see a hundred of miscalls, most of them of Will's. I smile. Avery and Will always make a good couple plus Will is that guy who takes good care of girls he's really into and I can just tell that he's very much into Avery. Chris gives him a ring.

"Hey, dude. What's up?" he started.

"Put it on speaker." I mouthed to Chris and he did so, just to hear something terrifying.

"My mom just kicked me out." he said, his voice not too pleasant.

I looked at Chris, concerned. Woaah. Too much drama from parents.

"What?" Chris said, shocked. "Where are you now, man?"

"Trying to find Avery. We're texting. She seems really down by the fact I was thrown out."

Poor Avery...

"We're on our way to school anyway. We'll meet you there." Chris said.

" 'We' ?" he asked.

"Lena and me." Chris replied, winking at me and I smiled.

Spoiler

Alright. I might not get the time to post tomorrow or day after due to so many tests I've got to study for. But I'll post definitely after that. You guys keep moving.

Jane Wills

I can't tell him anything. I don't know who he even is. Some random guy I met at school and took me into his house just because I was a drunk bitch.

"I don't even know you man! Why should I tell you anything? I'm going to leave. Why am I even here?!" I said, jumping out of the bed which I regretted soon after.

I was dizzy, the world spinning around me and my headed started to hurt again. My stomach churned uncomfortably and I gripped it.

"Yeah, I don't think you should be going anywhere right now," he said, at my side.

"Uh," Everything was foggy now. "I don't... know you. I can't be here." I spit out.

"Jane, you know me. I'm Emmett. Now, as a friend I recommend you lay back down in bed."

He held my arm and pulled me lightly to the bed. I was trying to break from his grip, but I was too weak right now.

"Emmett! I can't do this. I just met you. The hell is wrong with me to let you bring me here?" I hissed.

"Stop it," he said a little harshly. That made me shut up and stop trying to wriggle out of his grip. I just looked at his face. Why would I ever say he was just Mexican? He had a trace of Native American in his face, his eyes.

"Jane. I was helping you out. You looked bad, drunk and everything. And you need a friend. I'm here for that." his tone was soft.

"I don't need a friend,"

God, can't he let me freaking go?!

He took a deep breath, shutting his eyes.

"Take me home," I hissed. "Now,"

"Fine,"

Spoiler

Sorry Jane's like this, she has trust issues. I really like where this is going, you know, Jane and Emmett hehe

William Franco

My mother. Jesus Christ. I wonder what's wrong with her at times but I always knew the answer. I just hopped that it really was something I didn't know about, a different answer clueless to me.

"Hey, what happened?" Chris asked me with Lena at his side.

We were back at school, in the hallway by my locker. I needed to grab some stuff for my next class.

"She kicked me out. Not clear enough?" I said too harshly.

"Sorry man, I just care..."

Shutting my locker, I shook my head. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it like that. She just pissed me off. It's not like I'm not mad that Cassie ODed and ended her life so soon..." my heart hurt. "But I'm not mad at her every second of the day because of it. I don't blame her for it."

"It's like deja-vu man, we've talked about this before."

"I know, but that's all that is important in my family, well important to them that I'm a 'drug dealer' whatever."

Lena looked a bit lost, her eyes full of worry and her face confused. I don't blame her, I never told her about this.

"Cassie ODed...?" her voice was soft.

"Yeah," I looked at the floor, trying to stop my eyes from getting watery.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." I felt her touch my shoulder.

"I'm sorry too,"

Looking up, I saw them both with concerned faces. It began to feel claustrophobic, so I continued explaining what had happened.

"She was supposed to be my role model. My damn guardian 'cause my parents were down in debt. And instead, she took her own life and ignored me until she was lying in a hospital bed. And my parents blame me for that every fucking day. I'm so sick of it." I spat.

I slammed my fist into my locker door, feeling the pain jump off my knuckles.

"Oh God Will, don't do that." I heard Avery.

Omfg I'm sorry I haven't posted recently I'm in bunches of trouble please forgive

Chris

I didn't say much as Will ranted. I knew what it was like to be missing a family member. It hurt more than words can explain.

"I'm sorry," he sighed, hugging Avery tightly. "It's just... she makes me so mad that I can barely control it."

Avery didn't say anything, but squeezed him tighter to comfort him.

"You can stay with my family," I offered. "We don't have any spare bedrooms, but our basement is finished if you wanna stay down there."

Will gives me a grateful smile. "Thanks dude, it means a lot."

"No problem. In fact, if you guys want we can have a movie marathon after school."

Avery's eyes lit up and she and Lena exchanged a glance. "What kind of movies?"

"I have some good horror films, but you can bring any movies you want," I smiled. "I'm up for anything."

"It's a date then," Avery said, and I thought I caught her giving Lena a wink.

It's fine Desti, post whenever you can

William Franco

I don't know if I can stay at Chris's. I mean it's nice of him and all, but I can't just ditch my parents like that. Like I have any other choice. Mom kicked me out. Damn. Might as well pack my bag and head to Chris's.

After school, I stopped by my house and grabbed a few things from my bedroom. It was hard to leave some items, but it's not like I was going to live there. Just stay for a few days until my mom chills out.

My room was a good size, enough room to fit a bed, desk, and TV. I had creme walls with only a few pictures on them. I've lived here since I could remember. But not in this room. I used to have my bedroom on the second floor, next to my parents. Now they placed me into the basement to have my own little home. But not really. It was small and only contained a laundry room, one bedroom and a bathroom. At least it wasn't a basement that was really underground, I could step out onto the backyard and had high ceilings. So I was still adjusting to this.

I packed my backpack and a luggage with a few things and headed up the brand new wooden stairs. We got them fixed just last week.

"William. Didn't I tell you to leave this house?!" I heard my mother hiss.

Not Again.

"I'm just leaving, I needed to grab a few things..." she cut me off. "For good. You're leaving for good. I'll send your stuff through U-Haul to your grandmothers. You will stay there."

That shocked me. I even felt the urge to cry. But I pushed it away.

She was standing at the top of the stairs, her red hair in a bun on top of her head and pale face much more pale than usual. Don't tell me she went back to smoking marijuana.

"Fine, whatever."

"Don't use that kind of tone with me bastard!" she screeched.

Yes. She smoked.

I walked back down the stairs, headed for the sliding doors in front of me. They lead me to the back yard.

"Where are you going?"

"Leaving, like you said."

"Oh, I'll tell you when to leave. You murderer."

I shut my eyes, trying to slow down the pace of my heart. I was either going to cry or actually become a murderer. Dammit. She's driving me crazy.

"Go kill yourself you son of a bitch! No one needs you! All you are is a crazy ass slimy kid who does no good!" she yelled.

Opening the doors, I ran.

I'll be waiting at the bus stop on Pontiac. I texted Chris.

I took Chris's idea, I'm staying at his place.