Chapter 1: Scenery
I watched the scenery blur together as my dad drove down the street. Trees were tall and the leaves where all reds and oranges, falling into the streets and side walks. I saw a boy, a girl, and a woman. My brother looked back at me, I was silent.
"Daddy, is that?"
"Erica? Yeah that's your new mommy." I was only seven so the world still was so unknown to me, yet I got a bad feeling something came over me and I felt cold. My brother looked as if nothing mattered; he didn't care who she was or what was going on.
I reached for his hand but he jerked away from me and gave me a face that left me feeling hurt. We exited from the car. My dad told me and Tylar to go meet Erica and her kids. I walked over cautiously, I whispered to Tylar "Will they like us?" he just looked at me and told me to go away. He turned sharply and walked away down the street. I stopped and watched him leave, he didn't look back.
Years went by which leads you to now. My third month of school, October and I am a freshman at
a stupid high-school. We have to wear ids all day so the school knows if your suppose to be their, mine says Sammy Rivers. I have alburn hair, pale skin, light green eyes, and my eye brows pierced, my bangs cover my left eye (most of the time), i'm thin that's me, Sammy. My life wasn't the best but I never thought it could get any worst, well to that I was HIGHLY mistaken...
My blood brother is Tylar. He "chills" with all those boys who in my opinion act big and tough and wear their pants so low their asses hang out. In this school they are called "Hoods" and they normally carry a lot of drugs and pass a fat joint around in front of the school. At home he's the same to everyone, mean, cruel, rude, mainly a dick. He spends a lot of his time with my step sister when he is home, or he has his friends over. He was never like this when our mother was alive, then again he had to sit and watch her...die. He is only 17 and in 11th grade.
My step sister is Carli. She is more of the preppy popular type; shes a cheerleader and plays tennis. Boys love her, all her friends are "cool". She tells me never to talk to her in school because i'm so much different then her. She really never has people over and tries to stay out as long as possible, I think it's so she can irritate her mom. She was 17 years old in 11th grade.
That leaves us with my step brother Skylar. Skylar is a "scene emo" a little on the hardcore side. His mom calls him a bad-ass, which he is in a way. He has alot of piercings: Snake bites, small tapers, and two rings at the top of both ears which sometime he makes a rod go through. He has longish hair that covers half of one eye and all of the other. His hair was Black with blonde tips. He had a toned body and a lot of girls liked him, he smoked and drank and stayed out late. Though he was like Tylar, Skylar never was mean toward me. Skylar in fact babied me all the time, helping me out at school, anything! He was sweet, but the other day I watched him beat this boy to a bloody pulp over a scratch on his car. Skylar was 17 going on 18 and he was a senior. I guess I won't have him around forever.
My new family is so scatter it wasn't even funny, and I thought nothing could bring us more together then dinner, again I was mistaken.
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