The Alpha’s Fate

CHAPTERS 01

Ugh. Monday’s. Everyone hates Monday’s. It’s full of nothing but disappointment.

« Like my life since this summer, » I thought to myself.

This summer I moved in with my uncle and aunt in Florida when my parents got in a car crash and were killed. Of course, by a drunk driver.

I don’t like it here, but maybe that’s just cause of my uncle and aunt. They don’t care about me at all. And I’m not just exaggerating… they really don’t care. They only took me in cause they were told to, and they were also told to enroll me in school for my senior year.

They only feed me and provide the essentials. They never talk to me unless they have to and if I ask to go out of the house their only reply is, « Be back before midnight or we’ll beat you. «

They aren’t abusive though, they have never laid a finger on me before. They always just leave me be. I don’t think they’ll actually beat me… right ?

On to the topic about school. My first day of high school is today even though the first semester started a few weeks ago. My uncle and aunt neglected the topic until the school called to see if I was still coming in. So they officially enrolled me and today is my first day.

I get dressed into a maroon colored « Nope « shirt that is kinda thin though it doesn’t show through, a leather jacket, dark blue jeans, and a pair of black Nike’s.

I grab my book bag off of my bed and make sure I have everything I need. I walk to my door and look into my room to try and remember if I’m forgetting anything.

My room is a little on the smallish side. On the left side of my room I have a desk and on it I have a sketchbook, a lamp, and a bunch of art supplies.

On the right side of my room I have my queen sized bed with covers that are blue with all kinds of white designs that almost seem to run forever, and a window that has white blinds covering them.

Lastly, I have a little bin for a trash can next to my desk with a dresser beside it. Pictures of my mom, dad, and my friend from back home with some necklaces. My favorite picture is the one we took on a summer vacation to Disney World when I was 8. It was so fun but very hot.

I shut my bedroom door and walk downstairs to my uncle whispering something to my aunt. Once they know I’m in the room they stop automatically, turning to me.

« You better hurry up before your late. « my uncle tells me with a pleading look to go away.

« Don’t worry I’m just walking to the door. «

I sigh as I walk straight pass them, heading out the living room door. My house is two stories but it’s not that big. We have 2 bedrooms with 3 baths, a living room, dining room, kitchen, and a office for my uncle.

I walk to my car which is a red Jeep and jump in the car, starting it before taking my phone out of my pocket. I hadn’t checked it this morning as I normally do when I first wake up.

2 missed calls from Kylie and 3 new text messages.

I wait for her to pick up her phone when I hear her voice. « Where have you been ? I’ve been trying to call you all morning ! «

« I’m sorry Kylie I had to get ready for my first day. «

« Oh yeah your first day is today ! I forgot your starting later on. Everyone better be nice to my best friend or I’ll throw some hands ! «

I’m imagining her mocking herself and throwing her hands around. She’s always been the fierce and social one out of us two.

I’m mostly the independent and quiet one unless I’m around my friends.

I laugh « Yep, I know you would. Hey I gotta go or I’ll be late. I also have to find my way around the school. «

« Okay, call me when you get home so I can hear about your first day ! See ya. «

« See ya Kylie. «

I hang up and pull out of the driveway, making sure I look both ways before heading off to the school.

When I get to the school I park in the students section and surprisingly there was no one outside other then people who are walking in.

« They must not hang outside before school. « I say to myself as I walk out of the car. It was unusual for no one to be hanging around outside in the mornings at my old school, there would be teachers and students everywhere you look.

I walk towards the school and see people looking at me funny.

Yes I’m new don’t get your boxers and panties in a twist.

I walk in and immediately see the groups. The jocks in a corner discussing plays, the people who just go to their classes to avoid the halls, people who just stand in the hall and talk, and of course, the popular girls. You could tell by how they flaunt their hair as they walk past everyone, acting like they own the damn place.

I take out my sheet of paper where my schedule lies, seeing my locker number. I notice the lockers are in a sort of letter combination, so I search until I reach the C’s.

« C-21…C-22… Aha ! C-23. « I say to myself.

I open it and out comes a bunch of papers, flying all around me and over me until they reach the floor. I huff in annoyance as I start to clean out my locker, but I notice the « Queen Bee » staring at me right away as she passes by.

Her two friends who follow her around laugh along with her and walk away from me.

I take one of the pieces of papers and read it.

It was a bunch of worksheets and papers from homework assignments. Taking a closer look I notice the person who owned this locker graduated the year before.

I mutter, « Asshole, leaving everything for someone else to clean up. »

I realized the school lets you walk around with your bookbag so for today, I’ll carry it with me.

I walk away but as soon as I try a girl practically bumps into me from how quick she was walking.

« Hey ! So your the new girl.. I’ve heard about you. »

« Already ? Wow, news really circles fast in this place. » I say shyly, not realizing someone would be so eager to talk to me. It is my first day, or first ten minutes into this year.

If I have to be at a new school with different people, I don’t want to be alone here.