" Emma!" I hear my mom scream, " Get your ass down here NOW."
I flinch at her tone and wince, trying to think about what I had done this time. I did the dishes as she asked, I did her and Amy's laundry, so I don't know why she's so mad.
I hurry down the stairs and walk into the kitchen where she's waiting. I eye her hands, wanting to be aware of the blow I'm expecting, my mom likes to hit me, but she doesn't does it as hard as her frequent boyfriend does.
"Look at this!" she shouts, holding a white shirt, stained red . My fave pales as I realize my mistake. I had accidentally put a white t-shirt with a load of red shirts and now it's ruined.
I was so lost In my thoughts I didn't see her fist. It struck me on the side of the face and I let out a cry as I grip my cheek.
" you stupid, stupid girl" she says as she grabs my hair tightly, "you just ruin everything don't you?"
I try to pry her hand away from my hair but it's no use. She's a lot stronger than me. She slams my face against the counter and I instantly feel my nose start to bleed.
" I'm sorry" I sob as I fall to the ground after she releases me, " I was careless and it won't happen again." She starts to rain kicks to my body and I curl up into a ball and cover my face. I don't know how much time passes before she finally relents.
" get out of my sight. I don't need to see your hideous face, you disgust me."
I hear her shoes clack against the floor as she leaves and I slowly uncurl from my position. Still crying, I pull my aching body up from the floor and run up to the attic where my room is. When will all this end?
<< I pull up to the school feeling slightly uncomfortable at the stares people are giving me. Is it because I'm new? Trying my best to ignore them, I walk into the school with my head held high heading to the front desk. I open the door and walk in, going over to the front desk. "Excuse me miss," I say to the young woman sitting behind the desk, " My names Jake wolf and I'm hear to pick up my schedule." The women tucks her hair behind her ears and pushes up her glasses as she gives me a smile. " well Jake it's nice to meet you and I'm sure you'll fit right in here." She opens up a drawer and pulls out a thin file before handing it to me. " in here is the rule book, a map of the school, calendar with all the dates, and your schedule. Now your mom has requested you be on the football team but you have to try out for that. The coach has looked at your grades and performance from the last school and is willing to give you shot. All you have to do is set up a time with the coach to try out." I scowl are her words but nod and head out. I can't believe my mom did that, like I can't do something for myself. I'm freaking eighteen for gods sakes, I don't need her to do everything herself. But forget about her for right now, she's not going to ruin today. I pull out my schedule and look at my first class. History. And I need to hurry since it seems to be all the way on the other side of the school. I take off down the hall, running as fast as I can. At least I'll make a good impression. Mr. walker stops when I walk in and gives me a glare. " Glad you could join us mr. wolf, I'll be lenient considering it's your distant day but next time take care not to show up late again. You can take that seat in the back there next to Emma. Raise your hand Emma." I give a quick glance at the raised hand not noticing who the girl is before I turn back to the teacher. " Thank you sir, I won't be late again." I hike the backpack up on my shoulder and head towards the back, sitting next to the girl. As the teacher starts to talk again I steal glances at the girl trying to get a look at her. But she's hunched over her desk, her hair covering her face. She's a mystery. <<<<< The walk home was tiring . My body aches from the beating yesterday and every step felt like I was being punched all over again. Not to mention I found out that the new guy-the one who was staring at me during history but thought I didn't notice-has two other classes with me AND is my neighbor. I think the universe hates me. We can't forget the fact that my mom had invited them over for dinner. I'm sure my sister is probably scheming some way to latch on to the poor guy, thinking it will make her image better. And my mom will help her, like she is now, giving Amy a chance to make a impression on him. She always wants the best for her perfect daughter and wants absolutely nothing for me. But that's okay because I've learned to live with it, if no one is going to love why keep trying. Why hope for something that's easily going to get snatched away. I had just finished cooking dinner and setting the table when my sister Amy comes in. She stands there watching as I clean up the dishes, not staying anything. Finally I glance over at her annoyed with her silent act, " Is there something you would like me to do, I'm done with the kitchen." " you better not mess this up for me, mom wants us to make a good impression on them. Their a rich family and if date their son I can get whatever I want." I just nod my head and go to the sink to wash my hands. But before I can, I feel something yank hard on my hair sending me sprawling backwards. I land on the ground and wince as pain shoots in my body, " Do you understand me bitch. Don't ignore me" I ignore the urge to break down in tears and respond, " yes I understand. I'll stay out of trouble and out of your way." " Good," she says releasing me. " now get out of my sight." I quickly scramble up off the ground and head for my room upstairs in the attic. I curl up on the small cot in the middle of the room and try rest for the time I have left. I still have chores to do and if I don't do them I'll be in serious trouble. << I like a challenge. The thrill of a chase, the mouth watering reward. Unfortunately that girl was not a challenge. Amy, I believe her name was. I wasn't really paying attention, I was counting down the hours until I could leave. Now don't get me wrong, that girl has a banging body and I would totally fuck her. And I will. With her long curly strawberry hair, curves in all the right places, and beautiful eyes she's like a sex god. No man in their right mind would pass up that offer. And I will gladly accept that offer if I could just get that girl out of my mind. The ones who tries so hard to be invisible, the one who I have three classes with. In every one I've yet to catch a glimpse of her face. Now she, she is a challenge, a mystery. One that I will gladly solve, and fuck.