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TO CLEAR UP THINGS; NO JUSTIN DID NOT HIT THAT GIRL IN THE GYM! HE JUST KIND OF JUMPED AT HER AND SHE GOT SCARED :) HE DOESN'T HIT WOMEN.
Picture is of Noriah :)
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I froze for a moment. The only time my parents ever really call is if it's something bad or if they have mangaged to sell a new shoe to a huge profiter. They haven't designed any new shoes lately, so this is not going to be good.
"Hello, darling! How are you?" She exclaimed.
I rolled my eyes as I made my way to my car, knowing she can't see me or I'd be dead.
"I'm good mother." I replied. "Just got out of school."
She gasped, "And how are you doing in school dear? That Jason boy hasn't got you distracted does he?"
I unlocked my car door and slipped in. "It's 'Justin' mom. And of course he doesn't have me distracted. School comes first." I assured her.
My mom has never really liked Justin. She says he's too old for me and will give me the wrong idea about school, which I really don't get.
Justin is on the soccer and basketball team. He has to keep his grades up or else he won't play. I think the real reason she doesn't like him is beause she thinks he will pressure me into sex (which he didn't) and be taken advantage of just because he is a couple years older.
My father on the other hand adores Justin. I think it has something to do with the fact that Justin's dad helps sponsor the Lakers, therefore, he has a lot to do with what gear they purchase. They buy a lot of my dads shoes so of course he will like him. But hey, I'm not complaining.
"You don't know how swell it is to hear that, dear."
"Uh...mom?"
"Yes darling?"
"Why are you talking like a mentally retarded British person?" I questioned.
"Oh, sorry Hun. We're just out of a meeting and you know how we have to talk for those. It takes some time for it to were off." She explained.
I nodded in understanding, "Oh, alright. So why are you calling?"
I was sort of anxious, but nervous to find out. I know it's bad, but the question is...how bad?
"Our move silly! We have too-"
"Wait, wait, wait." I interrupted, "Move? What move?"
"Dear God. Your brother has not told you about the move?"
"What move, mother?" I repeated, raising my voice slightly.
"Do not use that tone with me Ne'Vaeh Lene'." She scolded, "Now, if you will let me explain..."
I sighed. " Go ahead mom."
"We will be moving-"
"By 'we' you mean you and dad. Correct?"
She sighed, "No Ne'Vaeh. Our whole family."
I furiously shook my head but I then realized she can't see that. "No. I'm not moving. I'm not leaving Justin and Noriah and all my friends. I won't."
"You don't have a choice Hun."
"I do and I'm not going." I snapped, "End of conversation mother."
Before she could respond, I clicked the 'end' button. I sighed and repeatedly banged my head against my car steering wheel.
This is so not fair. I have to leave all my friends that I have known since diapers all because of something that probably has to do with my parents' job.
Most importantly, I may have to leave Justin when we literally just got back together. Well, I refuse to be a victim. I'll stay at Noriah's house or something.
Yeah! That's what I'll do! I just have to-
My thoughts were cut off when something banged against the side of my car, causing it to jerk to the side. Even though I was startled, I managed to keep the scream in the back of my throat.
My windows were tinted really dark so they couldn't see me, but I could see them, barely.
"Well, well, well. You know you are really hard to track down? Took me months man." A deep, sinister voice taunted.
He was tall, standing at atleast 6'0. Well, everyone was tall to me. He had scars all over his face. Some were new, some were old. His hair was shaved on the sides but the middle went into a perfect mohawk. That was all I could get from the darkness through my windows.
He's clearly not from around here. Not because he just said he was looking for someone, but because I don't know his voice or face. This town may be rich, but it's small. Mostly everyone here knows each other.
"T-That's sort of the i-idea, idiot."
I silently gasped. That was Jacob's voice! I couldn't tell who he was because he back is against half of the window I'm looking out of. .
What is he doing talking to this person? Is he in a gang? Why was he running from this man?
All these questions ran through my head as I continued listening to these two guys talk.
"Still stuttering, eh, Perez?" The mystery man laughed humorlessly. "Did Garcia hit you that hard that night?"
"Y-You know damn well I stuttered before that." Jacob seethed. "Garcia hits like a pussy."
Wow. I never thought I'd live to see the day when Jacob actually used the word....pussy. I can't with this boy....
"Sure. So tell me. Were you that afraid that you'd run, Perez? That's pretty cowardly."
I heard Jacob scoff, "I-I ran so I wouldn't kill y-your ass. You know that, Donnavan."
Donnavan? That sounds oddly familiar.
"Please. Once Cortez gets a hold of you, you're dead." Donnavan threatened.
What is with guys and using last names? Every guy I know uses last names. Are their first names really that bad that you'd rather use the last? Pfft, guys.
"If Cortez w-wants to die. Tell him where I reside." Jacob told him confidently.
How come Jacob isn't scared? When he gets bullied here, he's always so scared but, where is all this confidence coming from? Is this what he meant when he said he wasn't always a nerd? And what is it that they want from him?
'Donnavan' punched Jacob once and ran off.
Jacob cluctched his jaw but otherwise, didn't say a word as he soon walked off too.
I no longer saw them outside of my car so I started it and began my journey home.
It wasn't until I was almost home when I suddenly remembered that couch wanted to speak to me after school.
Groaning, I made an illegal U-Turn and began the back to Anderson High School.
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I knocked on the door located inside the locker room. Coaches office was located inside the girls' locker room, which I find weird and an invasion of privacy. It doesn't mattere to me though because I change inside the restroom stall.
I heard a faint 'come in' so I pushed to door open, shutting it behind me as I walked into the room.
"You wanted to talk to me couch Davis?" I asked as I sat down on the chair.
She nodded, "Remember when I put in an application for you at Sheldon University?" (made up name)
"Yes, I was aware. What does that have to do with-"
"They called me this morning." She interrupted, "They want you."
"Want me?"
She nodded, "They have an excellent athletic program and with your credits, you could start next fall as a first year freshamn."
My eyes widened and my breathing sped up. I think I'm going to have a heart attack The world just stopped. Spongebob just stopped bein spungy.
Sheldon University is very famous for anything athletic. They've have students in every sport go to the olympics, NFL, NBA, NHL, etc.
"Woah," Coach said, getting out of her chair to tend to me, "Are you okay? Breathe, Vaeh."
I clutched my chest.
In through the nose, out through the mouth, I chanted in my head.
"Are you fucking with me right now coach? Sheldon University?" I gasped.
Coach Davis chucked as she made her way back to her previous seat. "I am one-hundred percent serious Ms.Boyd. I sent them over some tapes of your previous meets, told them about how you could graduate right now , and to say the least, they loved you. They were totally blown away by your markings. They believe you could be the next one to go to the olympics." She explained.
I cannot believe this. Is this real? Nobody pinch me because if this is a dream, I want to live here forever. Has all my hard work finally paid off?
I really want the high school experience but Sheldon University isn't going to wait forever for me. They'll eventually find someone who is faster and a better student. They won't want me then, and where would I be?
"Unbelievable." I whispered.
Coach smiled, "Don't think you have now to decide. I invited their scouts to an upcoming meet and they were more than happy to see you in action. I suppose they will meet you there, and then you can go from there."
I sprang out my seat, tears of joy escaping my eyes, "Thank you, thank you! I will not let you down coach!"
I didn't even give her time to respond because I ran out of her office before she could.
I only had one thought on my mind.
Telling Jacob.
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On my journey home, I couldn't help but feel giddy. This was a huge decision, but a once in a lifetime thing. I really want the high school experience, but, wouldn't a college one be better?
I also couldn't help but tell someone! I wanted the first person to be Jacob, but it was the end of the day and I, sadly, did not have his number. I don't think I can wait until tomorrow. I hope he is at school tomorrow though. That whole thing with this 'Donnavan' kid was kind of...creepy? Why would Jacob have guys after him? He is so sweet and innocent.
But the threat he made, was anything but innocent.
I rid the thoughts in my head for a second as I parked my car in our 4-door garage. Stepping out of the car, I shut my door and locked them.
I wanted to talk to Ray about this whole 'moving' thing and why it wasn't mentioned to me before. It has an effect on my life so his bubble brained ass should have remembered to tell me.
Getting my keys out of my purse, I unlocked the front door and stepped inside.
"Ray!" I shouted, as I put my things on the table next to the door.
All I got back was the silent echo of my shouting.
I know he's in here. His dance classes do not run this late.
I marched up the spiral staircase, down the hall, to the left, until I go to Ray's room. Not bothering to knock, I barged into his room only to see something that will scar me for the rest of my life.
My hands immediately flew to my eyes as I paced his room mumbling 'ew' over and over again.
"Fuck, Ne'Vaeh!" He shouted. "Knock sometimes!!" He shouted.
"Sorry, sorry. I just really need to talk to you." I pleaded.
"Fine."
I heard shuffling and whispers. I wasn't really paying attention until the female walked past me.
She smelled familiar. She smelled like rasberries and cherries. I only know one person who would want to smell like that.
"Noriah?!" I shouted, uncovering my eyes.
She instantly froze and turned to face me; very slowly.
"H-Hiii Vaehhh." She stuttered out nervously.
I glanced between the both suspiciously.
I knew they had a thing for eachother. Ray flirts with her constantly but Noriah usually just blows him off. Ray acts like it doesn't affect him, but I know it does. He's always liked her and vice versa.
The real question is: How long has this been going on behind my back?
I watched as Craig scratched the back of his neck nervously and Noriah, her face was flushed.
Bitch didn't expect to get caught, did she?
"What the fuck is the meaning of this bullshit?" I snapped, motioning between the pair.
Shifting all my weight to my right foot, I crossed my arms over my chest. I was getting angrier every second they didn't speak.
"I-It's not what you think, Vaeh..." Noriah said.
I turned to her, "Really? Cause to me it looks like you and my brother have been fucking behind my back!" I exclaimed.
Both of them flinched, obviously because the way I came out with it so bluntly.
"So..tell me." I said, "How long has this been going on?"
They both stared at each other. I could tell by the look in their eyes they were pleading for the other to tell me.
It doesn't matter who tells me. I'm still going to be pissed all this was done behind my back. I'm not talking to them for a while no matter what they say. I just want them to tell the whole truth for right now.
Ray sighed, "A-About four months." He answered.
My hands dropped back to my sides.
I gaped at them.
Four.
Fucking.
Months.
"We wanted to tell you-" Noriah started.
That only made me angrier.
"But you didn't! I had to find out by walking in on you making babies!" I shouted, "Did you really think I wouldn't accept you guys being together? Or is it because you really don't trust me?"
Noriah opened my mouth to speak but I held a hand up to silence her.
I turned to my brother, "And you were so busy with fucking my ex best friend that you forgot to tell me about this big 'move' we're having?"
Guilt flashed through his eyes and I felt as if I had accomplished something.
I laughed humoressly, "You guys are pathetic. I'm ashamed to say I knew either of you." I shook my head, "I'm done with you guys."
I pushed past Noriah, making sure my shoulder bumped hers harshly, and made my way back out the house.
I don't know where I'm going, but I need to get the hell out of here.
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I found myself parked outside of the school's football field, also where the track meet is.
If I don't run now, I might just hit a bitch.
Preferrably Noriah.
I dashed out of my car, climbed the ten-foot fence, and began running the track; hard.
As I ran, I could feel the burn in my upper thighs as my feet punded the track with full force, non stop. I wasn't holding back anything.
I don't care if I was in a pair of blue jeggings or converse. I don't care that if I was caught, it might keep me from graduating. I don't care that running this hard could cause me my scholarship to Sheldon. I don't care that my muscles may be strained.
I just don't care.
I had recieved the worst news of my life, then the best, then the worst all over again. My life can never be drama-free. There is always something in the way that keeps me from being happy. Whether it's my period, or if it's the fact my brother and bestfriend went behind my back for four months.
Nothing in my life goes accordingly.
I can never be happy for even just a moment in time. And I probably never will.
It wasn't long before the tears started streaming down my face, causing me to collapse on the grass beside the track.
As if on instinct, my body was in a fetal position rocking back and forth.
I layed there in the hot sun, sobbing my heart out.
All the stress is catching up to me.
Drama. Secrets. Relationships.
I need to get away. I need to find a happy place before I come crumbling down.
I hadn't even realized I was stressed. Everything in my life is always so care-free that I didn't seem stressed. I just didn't feel it.
I guess the secrets I found out today pushed me over the edge.
I don't know how long I sat in the wet grass sobbing, but soon enough, a tall shadow was casted over me.
I stopped rocking and fear suddenly struck my heart.
This person could have been following me.
This person could have been watching me cry.
This person is....
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Cliff hanger! :D I had to do it! This is sort of a filler chapter. Jacob and Justin will be in the next one though :) Hopefully it's out soon. (:
Poor Ne'Vaeh. She's going through so much in life. :'( I feel bad for her.
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