Chapter 1: Expect the Unexpected

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~read while listening to Amor Prohibido by Selena Quintanilla~

Rori Pena

Ring.

Who would have ever guessed that such a simple monotonous sound would translate into the sound of sweet glorious freedom in a teenager's mind.  Everyone quickly packed away their things frantically trying to get out of the walls that imprisoned us every week for twelve long years. I quickly put all my notes away and closed my textbook, rising from my chair and moving out into the bustling hallway.


Laughter and the busy chatter of adolescents echoed in the long narrow halls as everyone scurried to their lockers and out the wide doors at the front of the school. I hurried to my locker fumbling with the lock until it clicked open. I roughly threw my textbooks in, my arms tired from lugging the monstrous books around all day. Sick humor, the people who made these textbook must've had. They borderline child abuse.


I grabbed my old back pack throwing it over my shoulder and slipping on my headphones. I jammed out Same Drugs as I walked out of the now empty hallways. I was concentrating on the lines on the floor, trying with ninja ability not to step on any when, of course, I run into something hard. I fell back flustered, but a hand easily caught me and steading me back on my feet.


"My bad," I muttered looking up, my heart skipping a beat as I looked into smoldering hazel eyes. I couldn't believe I ran into Alexander Bianchi, aka the school's resident heartthrob, cough fuck boy cough. He was the boy your friends told you to stay away from; he was untouchable. And here I was touching, the untouchable. Frickety frack, I thought with wide eyes. 

"Watch where you're going," he muttered pushing me aside lightly; his jaw tight and anger slipped into his words. I stood there, stiff in shock. But I quickly shook my head and kept walking, what crawled up his ass and died? Once in the sunny parking lot I headed to where I knew my best friends would be waiting by Violet's car.

"How was your day?" Eli asked in her usual chirpy voice as I approached the small blue sedan. I looked at Violet who was leaning against her car arms crossed over her chest in her usual combat boots and leather jacket. Her head nodding to the beat of the song that blasted out of her head phones clearly avoiding all conversation with Eli, her black and blue braids bouncing along with the rhyme of her head.

"It was slightly better than mediocre," I told Eli giving her a small smile as I pulled a headphone out of my ear.


"Same, yo, I spent my day snoozing through this lectures. It freaking sucks that we were stuck inside on such a nice day. We should do something like go to the park or the pool. Oh my god, we can drive to the beach and bask in the sweet wind and bright sunshine." Eli chirped and started doing little twirls next to the car, her sundress flowing around her.  I sighed opening the passenger door and sliding in.

"Yo, miss sunshine, if you don't get in the car right now we are going to leave you," Violet paused, " again." Violet, clicked the car open, and slipped into the driver's seat.


"You wouldn't," Eli mused, her doe brown eyes wide.

"Watch me." Violet muttered, starting the engine. Eli sighed, before jumping into the back seat. I laughed at their behavior; my friends could never really get along could they.

"So are we going to hang out or not?" Eli mumbled slouching in the back seat.

Violet shot me a look that basically meant if I agreed she would never forgive me. Violet was the most reserved one of the three; she liked her space and didn't like being dragged to do Eli's happy go lucky activities. We respected that, well, most of the time.

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