chains

chapter 1

I was always really quiet. Zoe is my name. I only have one friend, and his name is Jole.

Jole is that one shy kid in school. As far as I know his history isn't that great. From a few past conversations and a lot of time trying to get the story out.

But with it all summarized it amounts to this:His dad was relatively nice but his personality was really clouded by his use of drugs. He says that sometime while he was drunk he would talk about his suicidal thoughts. He would often offer him different drugs and alcohol. His mom was really nice though. He talks about her a lot. He says she is really pretty and smart. She was just caught in a bad situation.

His dad died in a car crash that resulted from excessive drinking when he was ten. Now him and his mom live alone in an apartment close to the school.

He has pale skin, bright blonde hair, and brown eyes. His hair is slightly wavy and covers his eyes a lot. He said it's like a curtain to protect himself from all the embarrassing things he's done. I think that's something he probably wrote in poetry and that's why he says it so often. He writes poetry a lot it's his main escape so I will often find him sitting down somewhere away from people.

I have naturally tan skin, brown curly hair, and light Hazel eyes.

I don't know anything about my real parents. I live with my grandparents. They have their fights. Some go further than others. Sometimes they go a little too far, but it's always alright in the end.

At the moment I was ranting to Jole about another one of my grandparents fights.

"Wow. My mom just gets some mac n'cheese and calms down."

I chuckled.

The bell rang to signal that lunch was over. I sighed and waved goodbye to Jole. Lunch was the only time I got to see him. Since none of our classes are the same. 

I walk in to my third period and simply accept my fate as the teacher drones on and on about history.

I doodled in my book which I realized were very twisted looking drawings. I hope none of the teachers see these. They were people with all of their limbs pulled of with nothing but skin unraveling like ribbons connecting them to the main torso.

"Zoe?" The teacher suddenly called out. It was like a sudden awakening from the deep dark depths of my mind. Unfortunately I had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"Uh, what." She squinted her eyes at me.

"Clueless as ever I see." She looked at another student who was snickering at something his friend had said, then back to me. "I recommend you get your head out of the clouds before you get dropped."

"Yeah! it would sure be a shame if your life went to waste." A guy behind me whispered while stressing the your as if implying that my life isnt worth anything.

"Oh shut-up it's not like you're any better." I growl also in a low whisper.

"Wow, I'm so offended by your great  combacks." He teases.

"Would you just shut-up you lame-ass elf."

"Miss.Yidow, " He said politely while raising his hand. She nodded as if to acknowledge him. "She called me an elf." He pointed to me.

I instantly rolled my eyes.