A Life Worth Living - Jadyenne Remkes (ereader that reads to you .txt) 📗

1)


a swift rapp on the door awakens my from my semi-sleep. i had in truth been awake for the past few hours. i jump up pack in hand, and open the door, almost into my awakeners face. she was a bright eyed smiling girl, the kind of girl i knew i wouldnt like. i push past her locking my dormroom door before heading to class.
it was my first day of school, and my knowledge of the school layout was cloudy. i follow the signs around the campus until i reached a room with a large 27 above it. i take a deep breath and opne the door, right into chaos. one foot into the door and a large wad of what looked like an assignment was flying in my direction. i reach up to grab it out of the air just eofre it would have hit me in the face. i turn my red hot glare to the eyes of my perpetrator. he was perched ontop of a desk, he had short spiky hair, and deep brown eyes. he sat in the far corner of the room, closest to the wall. his lips were tilted slightly, as though he were going to smile. he didnt.
"sorry, thought you might be the teacher." he speaks fastly, like he didnt want to be caught talking to anyone. i roll my eyes, and turn looking for a seat. it didnt take me long to realize that one only opne seat was the one directly infront of him,and beside a boy with blonde hair and green eyes that i suspected to be just the same. i groan internally, and walk in that direction.i slide into the seat, and pull out my headphones, to block out the world. about three seconds later, i feel a tap on my shoulder, form the boy next to me. i turn to him, my gaze more deadly then i intended.
"no music, in class." he says sarcastically, allthough there is a headphone in his ear as well.
"you have one too." i reply, just as sarcastically but in a different tone. he cocks an eyebrow t oone side.
"touche, but i dont care about getting in trouble." he says. wow did i really look that innocent. i could make that work for me.
"neither do i. why do you think i was put in this school?" i ask.
"bad behavior, same as the rest of us." he replies so serious, that i almost laugh.
"exactly, and it hasnt helped my attitude being here." i tell him.
"same here." i was beginning to think that this guy and i could be good friends,and then, his eye catches mine, and i see something i shouldnt have. danger, anger, sorrow. he turns away violently, and begins a conversation with another person. well then.

2)

Class dragged on, for six hours, going throught every subject immaginable. all designed to bore us all out of our sane minds. when the bell rings, everyone was on their feet, and out the door, within seconds, and heading full speed towards the lunchroom. i head in the oposite direction. the roof. we werent allowed up there, but i figured it couldnt be any worse here than it allready was.

Text: pictures arent mine, text is.
Publication Date: 05-22-2010

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Dedication:
To Kenny, and Anthony, who helped inspire this novel.