Unfolded Destiny

Chapter 1: New Beginnings

Let me tell you something. Just a little something... There's one big roller coaster in life that every person goes through: high school. I'm going to admit, it's one hell of a ride. Drama. Work. Discipline. Everything. The things that you do, are traced right back to it. And that's why you gotta watch your back at all costs. Especially towards one certain topic. And what is that topic you may ask? Friends. I haven't had that many for a reason. They're all lying, selfish, back-stabbing people. Everyone that was my "friend" completely betrayed me, weren't loyal, not trustworthy. You name it, that's what they were. But let me tell you of someone I made friends with nine years ago. And this was an actual friend, the kind that everyone wants. They're the kind that I will never, ever forget in my life. But first, a little back-story.

I now go to Willington High School in New Jersey, soon to be a senior of the class of 2015. The school sits in a little, unknown town called Disa. Basically, nobody knows of this place, yet I somehow managed to find it when I was moving. I was born in the great place of Baltimore, Maryland. Sunny days, promenades, boat rides, nice restaurants. Everything about it was great. My family and I loved it down there, but we had to move in 2004. My mom's job was too far away from Baltimore for her to go back and forth every single day and night. Most of her work is done in or around Trenton, which is conveniently right next to Disa.

I started in a private school when we first moved to Disa. My parents decided to move in the summer so I wouldn't have missed anything in school, or something like that. I was going into second grade at the time. I loved life at that point in time. I didn't care who liked or didn't like me, I had a nice group of friends, I was myself all the time, even though I was really shy. But other than that, life was absolutely great. Sixth grade is when the table turned on me. This was the year I went into a public school for the first time in my life, and let me tell you, I dreaded it so much. Willington Middle School. Every day was like a living hell. The classes were really hard for me, and I had never done bad in my classes before until I came here. The organization of everything was very disoriented. The people...let's not even start with those idiots. I still remember the worst day of sixth grade for me, and I've tried really hard to forget it.

September, 2004. It was probably the first or second week of school from summer break. I was in the hallway of the one wing going to the bathroom, which was on the other side of the building. At the time, I didn't have any friends because I was too shy to make any, and even if I tried, no one wanted to be friends with me. I was slowly making my way down to the bathroom when a group of people in my grade turned a corner from the one pods in the wing that the bathroom is in and were walking in my direction. There were about 8 of them in that group. I didn't make eye contact, because that's how shy I am. They all noticed me in front of them after they stopped talking to each other. Well, more like shouting.

"Hey hey hey, guys," the one guy in the group said to his friends, "what's the little fishy like this doing here?" This caught my attention once I realized they were talking about me. I looked up from the ground and looked around me to make sure they weren't talking about me. But no one was around me in the halls, just me and the group. I turned back around and saw them slowly walking towards me about 10 feet in front of me. "Shouldn't you be in your special classes?" The guy and his whole group started laughing out loud. I quickly looked back to the ground. I didn't wanna look at any of them in the eye.

Then another person in the group, a girl with straight, blonde hair, spoke up after him. "Hey loser, got anything on ya? How about your lunch money, huh?" They all surrounded me in a circle as they continued to laugh and closed in on me. I didn't move my eyes to make contact with anyone and kept them glued to the ground. She then shoves me back a bit really hard, but I was able to stay on my feet. "Hey kid!," she yells at me, angrily. "Answer me!" Still, I was silent. I nervously looked up to her, her glare sending chills throughout my body. "Alright then." The next thing I know, I'm picked off the ground and slammed into the lockers, holding me high. "Give me what you have or you're gonna have to go through this every...single...day..." Everyone here's laughing hysterically at me. Tears started streaming down my face like a river, scared to know what she'll do to me next. "Aww... Look at the little bab-"

"Leave him alone, Laina," a voice cuts in from a bit away. Still holding me tightly against the locker, she and the group look toward the sound of the voice. Standing in front of us is some guy, who I haven't seen in this school yet. He's got some dark black hair that falls in front of his face. He walks slowly towards the group and commands again, "Put him down. And leave him alone." This kid doesn't seem to be afraid of these guys. The girl who is supposedly Laina stares at the boy before quickly letting me go, dropping me hard to the ground. As I'm bent on the ground with tears still coming down, the group slowly walks away, still staring at the boy as he comes and bends down over me. "You okay, man?"

I wipe my eyes multiple times with the sleeves of my sweater. "Yea. I'm fine. Thanks." I look up to the boy and try to force myself to somewhat smile.

"No problem," he says, smiling back. "Are you new here?" He extends his hand out to me as an invitation to help me off the ground. I sniffle a little and nod to him. "Ah, alright. Yea, those guys? Real jerks. Ask anyone in the school."

"Why are they so mean?" the little 10 year old me asks as we start walking around, forgetting what I originally came out here for. "I never met people so mean like that before..."

He shrugs his shoulders, puts his hands in his jean pockets, and keeps his eyes on the floor, as if in deep thought. "They don't like anyone except for the ones in their group. Laina, the one who held you up? She's the leader of that group. Don't think you're the only one they're going to pick on, they do it to everyone at least once. Especially Laina."

I let out a sigh before asking him, "Why did you help me?" He looks at me questionably. "Seriously. No one in this school has even said hi to me and it's the second week of school. Why did you help me?"

He lets out a little laugh. "I know no one talks to you. Not to be rude. I'm actually in a few classes with you. That's how I know."

"Really?" I confusingly ask him as I stopped in my tracks. "I haven't noticed you in any of my classes." He nods his head at me. "That still didn't answer my question though."

He thinks a bit before responding back. "I wanna be friends." I'm taken aback. I've never heard anyone say this to me before. Most people I became friends back in Maryland never told me they wanted to be friends with me. We just, did. "I realized last week no one came up to you and welcomed you, or said hi, or made any kind of contact. Well, not including Laina and her group. I wanna be the first. I never really had friends of my own here, I kinda just sat in the back and minded my own business. But you? I think I can make some adjustments." A smile slowly spread across my face. It felt really warming for someone to say they want to be my friend. The boy extends his arm out to me. "Hi. I'm Charley Wray."

"I'm Zach Kutzmark."

We shake hands pretending to be professional and laugh at ourselves. "We're going to be best friends, okay?" I quickly shake my head yes. Smiles were plastered on both of our faces. I finally had a friend.

Okay, yea I said this was the worst day of middle school and then it turned out to be pretty good in the end of the day. But it was my worst day there. Actually, it was my only bad day now that I think about it. The rest of the school year went pretty well, of course not including the homework and stuff like I mentioned before. That group of kids never bothered us anymore after that day. They'd give us looks and stares, but never came up to us anymore.

Here we are now in 2014, soon to be our senior year. Charley and I became and stayed best friends up to present day. We made a few friends along the way through middle school and high school who've come and gone, but we were still the two that always had each other's back. I've gotta admit that if I never moved here to Disa, I would've never had a friend like Charley. He gave me hope in everything I did, he was my biggest supporter. And I hope he knows how grateful I am to have a friend like him.

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To everyone who's followed me and read (is reading) my stories:

I am beyond sorry for not posting anything for more than a year. I've struggled through high school, but now I'm currently in a time of my life that seems really hard for me. I remembered writing back when I felt down, and now here I am again. I'm going to start writing again, because it's a part of my life that makes me feel happy. I hope you enjoyed my first chapter of Unfolded Destiny, and I hope you'll continue to read, as I am going to write more often. (Hopefully). Keep a look out for updates. See you guys in my next chapter.

~ xnoleeeej