Just like any other love story

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Just Like Any Other Love Story

Chapter One

"Pick up your broth er from school, Samantha." My dad ordered. I sighed and grabbed the car keys from the kitchen cowners. I pick up that little tramp everyday. Why can't my parents be nice people and do it there selves? I ask myself that everyday. Literally. I got out of the kitchen and headed to the front door to leave this stupid house and stupid family. I opened the door and right in front of my sight is my mom making out with... my dads brother?

My mother gasped and pushed Uncle Shawn."How dare you!" She screeched and ran in the room. I sighed loudly.

"It wasn't what it looked like." He said, scratching the back of his head. I rolled my eyes and pushed him out of my way and headed to the ford. I'm pretty used to my mom making out people, other than my dad. They've been argueing a lot. I ignore their fights and go on with my boring life. My mom is a slut, to be honest. She goes to clubs, parties, gets drunk, and ect.  My mom has six boyfriends and one husband. I think she should just stick with dad and work their relationship out. How hard can that be? I mean, seriously!   

I got in the car and closed the door after me. I turned on the radio on and sang my favorite song, "Today I don't feel like doing anything, I just wanna lay in my lay in my bed. Don't feel like picking up my phone, so leave a messege at the tone..."

 I got to the school and waited by the parking lot. My brother, Damian, always meets me up here. I watched the school as the little children were walking to their parents, or sister, or aunty, or whatever. My eyes were only set on a pretty little girl. She had blond hair that goes down to her shoulders, she has sky blue eyes, and rose colored lips. She was running to a man. The man had black spiky hair, bright brown eyes, and did I mention he looks really hot! The man grabbed the girl by her arm and held her up. Her body was over his shoulder and he threw her in the passenger seat. Literally, he threw her in the passenger seat. Who would do that? I shook my head in discuss and continued to wait for my little brother. I heard a scream and immediately snapped my head to the scream. It was the same girl.

"ANGELINA, SHUT THE HELL UP!" The man yelled. With that, he drove off.

My eyes were wide opened. Who is that man? Is he her brother, because he did look a little to young? Does the little girl even know him?

"Hey, Jenna. You look like you're in deep thoughts." I heard a familiar voice but I couldn't help but gasp. I turned my head and saw my little brother smirking. He began laughing "You *laugh* should've seen *laugh* your face!! *laugh* priceless!" He shouted,  between his laughter.

I rolled my eyes at him then began the car. "So, how was your fifth month of fourth grade?" I asked casually.

"Same old" He replied without turning his head to me. "But we did have a new studnet. Her name is Angelina Samuels." He added with a shrug.

Angelina? The girl who was threw in the car by that heartless man? "How does she look?" I asked, trying to sound casual. Excuse my nosiness but I want to know if that's the Angelina he's talking about.

He glanced at me suspiciously then back to the window "She has blond hair that goes up to her shoulders, blue eyes, she's my height but only a little shorter, and so yeah."

I nodded my head slowly because the way he described her was how the Angelina I know looked. "Alright. Did she tell anything about herself?" I asked. In Damians school, if you're new, you have to tell your class something about yourself.

He nodded "Yep. She lives with her older brother, her favorite color is pink, and she loves singing." He stated.

Her older brother must be that guy who yelled at her or something. Alright, now my puzzle is fixed. In resonced, I nodded.

Damian tilted his head "Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why were you asking so much questions about her?"

I was speechless. I can't just tell him what happened to her in her ride home. He would be freaked out. Think Jenna, think! "Because you two look good together!" I blurted out. What did I just say?

He got really red and frowned EWW! GROSS! SHE IS NOT MY TYPE!!! And you don't even know how she looks!"

Uh-oh. I have to do another brainstorm. "Well, you did describe how she looks and I think she looks pretty." I stated. We got to our house I sighed. I hate that stupid house. Well technically, it's not the house. It's the people I call "parents". They are so annoying. A father ordereing you to do things that are useless and a careless mother. Awesome, eh?

"Do you wanna go to the park?" Damian asked. Damian also hates our parents. He feels  that he's losing them and I hate that. And the fact that Careless Mother barely talks to him. She barely notices him.

"Sure." I answered. It would be a pleesure. I drove to the park, which is ten minutes from my house, and parked by a blue mini van. Damian got out of the car and ran to the swings. I laughed silently and walked to bench. I sat next to a man but I  didn't bother to see who it was. I watched Damian swing really high and I couldn't help but smile. A little girl that looked Damian's age came up to him. Damin stopped swinging and said something to the girl. I couldn't hear what they were saying because they wer far away from me and I couldn't see how the girl looks because she's not faced my way. Damian smiled and nodded. He got off his seat and the girl hopped on the swings. Now I can finally see the girl. It's her. The girl. Angelina. Damian pushed swing and Angelina laughed loudly. He pushed the swing more and the swing flew high. Really high. Angelina stopped laughing and looked a little scared. Damian pushed the swing really hard and before you know it, Angelina fell off the swing. I gasped and ran to the girl.

"Sweety, are you okay?" I asked, but practically yelled. I heard her sob and she shook her head. I held her up, her legs over my waist and he arms around my neck. Then a man came and grabbed her away from me.

"Who the fuck are you?" The man asked me. It's the hot guy that literally threw Angelina in the car.

"I-I- she fell off t-he swings" I stuttered. To be honest, I'm really scared... at this man. "So I decided to help her." I finished off with a little smile.

He turned his head to the little girl crying "Get in the car, tramp." He yelled at the little girl. She nodded her head and ran towards a ford.

I narrowed my eyes "Why did you talk to her that way?" I asked. That's a question I really want to know.

He turned his head to me and gulped. "I had a bad day." He answered but I could tell he's lying because he looks  like he's usually  like this everday.

"You're lying." I said determinaly.

"What? Just leave me and my little sister alone." He replied then walked away. Before he can walk away, I put my hand on his shoulder. He turned around and frowned "What "