The Story of my Life.

I swear to god I’m going crazy  Theres just some little thing driving me into insanity  My therapist told me to try to summarize some of my life by writing it down. She seems to think that theres something in my past bugging me. every week I can bring in a new ‘chapter’ of my life, oh joy  we’ll start with the beginning of highschool. HA this should be a blast...




                                           First day of High School
                                                 Ronnie’s POV:


         The first day of highschool, I remember it so vividly  Pshhh, please, I wish I could forget. It was rainy that day, pouring actually. And my dearest daddy forgot about me, and left for work without taking me to school. I went hunting around the house for an umbrella. Nothing. Then anything that would keep my dry-ish. Not. Even. Plastic wrap. How do these people expect me to WALK, 5 miles in dangerous conditions without even PLASTIC WRAP?  That is what I want to know  Well lucky for me, my neighbor Mrs. Jackson had to drive her 3 year old daughter to daycare, and that just happened to be on the way to the hell hole some people like to call an educational experience.  My. School. Davidson High. EW. Just the name sends shivers up my spine. I’m not so fond of school, if you haven’t caught on yet... which.. Well hopefully you have because if not... just... just wow... lets skip a few minuets of VERY pointless conversation between myself and Mrs. Jackson. I finally made it. Granted I was almost late and had NO clue where the hell my locker was... but I made it  Now... where was that schedule..? nope.. Not in that pocket, not in that one either. AH here it is  I pulled a crumpled sheet of paper out of the back left pocket of my tattered, ripped light blue jeans. Here’s my schedule:

1st period: chemistry

2nd period: algebra

3rd period: photography

4th period : English

5th period: gym

6th period: LUNCH

7th period: study hall/ Free

8th period: chorus

9th period: study hall/ free
         Thats my schedule, I like all the classes... except math, English, and science.... Photography was my favorite though. I stuck the tattered piece of paper back into my pocket and started heading in the direction I thought room 407 was... boy... was I going the wrong way  I was now lost, without a locker, and for my friends... yeah no where in sight  And you can usually hear them from a mile away. I thought about just ditching and going home.. But then I thought, ‘ no you’re stronger than that  You can’t let some stupid locker or class room or... lack of friends..or.. Rain stop you  Geez have I had a bad day.’ but none the less, I keep searching for my classroom or even my locker. Finally, after about 10 minuets of aimlessly walking around a thinning hallway, a guy walked up to me, thats when my day got a bit brighter...


         He was GORGEOUS Dark brown shaggy hair, bangs covering his left eye. He was tall, but not to tall, just the right build and he had  dimples. He was an amazingly good looking guy  He even had the left side of his lip pierced Oh and those eyes  The most beautiful shade of blue  I swear to god, at the time, I was in shock, when he walked over to ME  Me of all people, with a slightly crumpled schedule of his own.

“Um... hi,” he started

“Hey...” I trailed off

“ um well... I was wondering if you had ANY idea where your going? ‘Cuz to tell you the truth....I haven’t the slightest clue...”

“ Well I’m sorry I cant be much help... I don’t have any sense of direction.. I don’t even know where my locker is,” I replied. “ but, whats your first class?” I asked.

“ Chemistry... ooooh joy ” he stated in a very sarcastic manner.

“ Hey, me too ” I said happily

“Great, we can travel together  Like a pack.....of... wolves or something,” he said, having to think a little to hard to get that out of his mouth. I laughed.

“ So... what might I ask is your name?” I asked, sub consciously biting my nails.

“ Allister, and yours?”

“ Veronica.. But call me Ronnie.”

         We finally found our chemistry room. I sighed as we walked into the room late.   
         


         The whole class looked up from whatever they were doing, to see who was walking in. All eyes were on us. It was a little nerve wracking. I could here my dirty colored on chucks squeaking on the white tile floor as I made my way to the back of the class, I was just hoping that Allister was just behind me. I sat down when I made it to the back of the class to find that Allister was indeed following me. ‘ Thank God. I don’t think I could make it if he hadn’t sat by me.’


         “ that was SO boring ” Allister complained, as we walked to our next class. We have all of our core classes together, and photography 

“Well what did you expect, its chemistry...” I replied

“ WELL, I was expecting to be able to sleep. But no  His voice is SO boring he keeps me awake.”he said, in a slightly frustrated tone. I giggled at his immature-ness.

“ what do we have next?” I asked, Still laughing slightly. 

“ algebra.....ICKY ”

“ you are very negative...”

“ yeah... well its the first day of school  What do you expect?” he said.


we made it to our next class  ON TIME  Whoopie  I was very excited, Allister just looked like he could use a nap. But I cant be expected to entertain myself ALL class, so I passed notes and kicked him when he dosed off. I know, I’m horrible. But come on, its algebra.


“That was even worse then chemistry ” he whined.

“ you mean you didn’t like it when I kicked you?” I asked in a hurt tone, putting on my puppy face. No one can resist the puppy face.

“ you BRUISED me ” he defended.

“ well FINE then mister, aw im in so much pain because a little 5'4 girl kicked me...” I shot back

“ now your just making me sound like a wimp...”

“ I wouldn’t put it past you to actually be one...”


“ yeah...hey WAIT ” he yelled. “ you tricked me    no fair  Your smarter ”

“ I think most everyone already knew that....” I said with a smug grin on my face.                 

he fake glared at me and crossed his arms over is chest.

Geez, I liked this kid already.


the rest of the day went by pretty slowly, nothing to interesting happened. After the final bell rang I was SO sick of hearing rule after rule. Every. Single. Class. I couldn’t take it anymore. Thats when I saw Alister walking down the hall.

“Hey Al” I said walking up next to him.

“Well hey there Ron” he said in a seductive tone, which made me laugh.

“ ya know what?” I asked him “ im sick and tired of rules....”

“ um... thats really... awesome...?” he responded.

“ I think we should do something about it.”

“ well, what did you have in mind?” he asked curiously, getting where I was going with this.