shadow love

my first day

The alarm buzzes and I hit it but it won't shut the Hell up. So I hit it harder. It gives some cracking sound then Finally silence. I throw the blanket over my head when I hear a knock at my door. "Hank get up your going to be late" God her voice it's so annoying in the morning. She knocks again "Hank come on get up"

"I'M UP I'M UP!" I yell back at the door and try to smother myself in my pillow. I wish it was that easy but I've tried that before and it doesn't work. All I end up with is a stupid headache and bruised ego. I kick my blankets off of me and onto my floor. I hate this crap. First day in a new school it sucks every time. I've been the new student too many times. That jackass that my mom married is turning me into a army brat. We have moved 4 times in the last 5 years because of him. But I'm not going to go on that we can talk about his messed up ass later. Right now I have to get ready.

I pull my closet door open. Most of my clothes are still packed. I'm not going to rifle through my stuff right now. I grab my black jeans, black button down shirt and black leather trench coat. After I change I put my black boots on and finish my look with dark sunglasses.

My stomach is grumbling but I don't have time to eat.

I lock my door then down the stairs I go. "Honey are you going to eat?" I say nothing as I walk past her and out the door. She is way to bloody perky first thing in the morning I can't stand it. She reminds me of one of those bad TV shows where the mother is happy cleaning the house and cooking while wearing one of those ugly floral aprons with the frills all around. You know the ones I'm talking about. Yeah the happy family TV shows. They are all lies. Families suck. They don't give a shit about you. Well atleast mine doesn't. Behind Olivia's smile is a real Bitch. The only time she is perky is first thing in the morning. She hates me almost as much as her husband does. I have the bruises and scars to prove it, but they don't hurt as much anymore when I get hit. I've built up my tolerance for pain. There are scars on my arms from my knife that make me look like I have tiger stripes and burns all over my chest where I put my cigarettes out. They make it easier to deal with those people that brought me into this world. "I brought you into this world I can take you out " Olivia tells me when she is punishing me for whatever she chooses. I used to fear that she would kill me while she was beating me but now I really wish she would. Oh crap there I go rambling on again. I jump into my old beater of a car. Its a black 85 Ford mustang. there are gray spots where you can tell I've been patching holes. I can't really complain it takes me almost everywhere I want to be and a few places that I really wish I didn't have to be.

Ah my new school yay George H. Keith High school. A school named after some person that did nothing for this world but was rich enough to bribe them into naming a school after him. Big red building barred windows littered throughout. It looks more like that insane asylum in that movie nightmare on elm street three. The one that Freddy made that kid jump from after he used him as a puppet. It seems to fit aren't we all puppets anyway? I mean lets face it the parents pull the strings, the teachers, bullies, principals, the government, and just about any other adult you come across. Then when they are done they cut the lines and you are sent plummeting down to earth to fall flat on your face. I would rather be the kid in the movie atleast he didn't survive to be used as a puppet over and over. Shut up Hank its time for school remember!

Teenagers all walking like robots up the walkway in through the double doors. They remind me of my time in Oklahoma watching cattle being wrangled into the pasture. I hate most teenagers they are so shallow always wanting the best clothes and best phones while I get stuck with this crappy flip phone and clothes bought at goodwill.

I walk through the double doors and find myself wading through a sea of people. The stench of body spray and perfume irritates my nose. Why in the world do I have to go the stupid public school it's not like I'm going to be here that long. A few months from now I will probably be transfered out because jack monkey Tony got stationed in some other hell hold of a base and I will be walking into a brand new school again.

I'm used to people staring at me as a new kid but these kids are really glaring at me. It's like I just took a leak in their cereal and pooped on their faces. Every head turns to me and it's very unnerving. Oh well let them screw with me I don't care. You don't grow up with that Olivia and Tony as parents and not learn a thing or two. Thankfully nobody wants to test that theory this morning maybe they think I have a shotgun under my trench coat.

The Office is easy enough to find so I walk in and see nobody. This is different. I am used to walking into the school office and seeing bodies running back and forth people answering phone calls, some older lady with bad breath asking stupid questions like "Are you lost?" But instead its silent. There is a service bell sitting on the counter in front of me. Hmmmmmmmm yeah that sounds like fun. I hit it once. It makes that annoying ding sound and I want to laugh. I hit it again and still nobody is there. So now I have a grand idea i start hitting it over and over turning that annoying high pitched ding into a beat and start dancing.

"Hey hey hey knock that off we are having a meeting back here" This dude says coming out of nowhere. He doesn't seem too happy with me already. Oh well.

"I'm new here and need to get my class schedule so I can continue on with my day sir"

"Your name?"

"Hank Kellerman" He turns and starts rifling through paper work and finds some paper that was almost at the bottom of the pile

"Here you go this is your class schedule." He slides thus paper towards me. His fingers look like mini sausages. I'm not surprised that I can see strawberry jelly on his right hand. I grab the schedule and want to throw it in the trash it has smudges from dudes jelly stained hand. Yeah some meeting more like morning snackfest.

A girl around my age walking by opens the door and peeks in. "Ms Diertric can you come in here for a second." She walks in and is wearing this lovely Red Hoodie Black pants and Converse sneakers. Her Hair kinda curly and Brown except a single strip of pink running down her right side. She Is kinda cute even though her eyes have bags under them and it looks like its been years since she even attempted to smile. "I need you to show Mr Kellerman around the school for me." She doesn't even say anything she just kind of nods. "Thank you. You two have a good day."

"Hey I'm Hank"

"I'm Jennifer but don't worry about knowing that, you won't remember my name by the end of the day" She sounds annoyed that she has to show me around. I like her attitude.

"Thats good because I won't remember anyone when I leave in a few months anyway"

"Welcome to hell and when you get that chance to leave make sure you run" Cute and funny I start laughing.

"So you gonna show me around hell? First can you show me where I can some ice its gonna be hot," She lets out a little laugh well I think it was a laugh.

"Let me see your schedule." I hand it to her "Well lucky me I know exactly where all your classes are. I am in all of them. So we can ride through hell together."

"Well I don't want to take too much of your time I'm pretty sure I can hold my own if you need to do other things."

"Its Okay you can meet Derrick. He Is a loser like me and he couldn't love it more."