Raindrop - Abby (you can read anyone TXT) 📗

6:00 and ends at 8:30.” I sighed in relief and they sighed with me. They just knew me too well.
We were at the gym doing physic ed. I hate physic ed. Ms. Rags loves torturing people by telling them to run all around the school, especially me. Ugghhh, I hate her so much. I am definitely not athletic. No way! Maya Maser is. She has all this really skinny like legs and arm! Ewe…. really gross. I am not saying I am like the fat kind of person. I am the same size as Chelsi, and as you know Chelsi is the captain of the cheerleader club. And I guess you have to be proud of that.
“This is gross… I don’t know how you punks can eat it.” Jas said. “Jas, don’t say punks. It sounds like you were born in the 70’s.” Chelsi said. Jas glares at Chelsi. “Well, deal with it.” Jas snapped. Chelsi was about to say something back, but when I gave her the death look she stopped. They are always like this. “Jas, if you don’t like it, don’t eat it. I’m not forcing you.” I said. I had brought my favorite vanilla ice cream with peanut butter mixed. And everyone was giving it a shot. Everybody thinks its weird I eat that stuff, but they know better than to say that. I eat stuff like that when I’m depressed. Helps me calm down.
“I choose the front.” Jas shouted. Like always. She loves sitting in the passenger seat. She loves that seat. She is like married to it. Me and Dave sat at the last seat. Drew and Robby and Rosie sat in the middle. Chelsi got a big car, just like her big house, and like her big pool, and like her big room and like her big closet. She is like the richest person I ever met! But I’m fine with my own life. I wouldn’t want to live Chelsi’s life. It’s ’cause her parents are not so great. They’re about on the verge to get divorced. And I don’t know how I could live without mom and Kii. Well, it’s different with my dad. I feel really weird calling him that. Dad, I mean. I mean I have never seen him so I can’t judge him. But still. It’s complicated… “Kristi, you are not going to the party like that!” Chelsi interrupted my thoughts. I looked down at my clothes: The pink tee and a ripped in the knee jeans. “What’s wrong with it? There’s nothing wrong with this.” I complained. Chelsi and Jas took two coke cans from under their seats. I looked at them confused. They passed the coke to Drew and Drew passed it to Dave. But before I could understand what they were doing, Dave poured the whole two cans of coke on my Tee and Jeans! I was so shocked that I could only stare at them with my mouth hanging open. “What…..?” I whispered. Drew and Dave started laughing and the others tried hide their grins. Suddenly I knew what was going on. “Look Kristi. Here’s the deal.” Chelsi said. I gave her the death look. “Just give it to me.” I said grumpily. She took out a red dress and gave it to me. With my first look, I knew I would never wear that. It was a too short and a lot lacy dress. Chelsi sighed and took out a jean shorts and a red V-neck Tee. It was so not me. Chelsi sighed again and said “This is my last one. You gotta choose. Dress or Shorts.” I looked down at my now soaked Tee and stained Jeans and took the shorts and red Tee. Chelsi stopped at the Pizzarow. Pizzarow has the most nasty, not really cooked food. But it’s our hangout place. The view from the right side of the café is amazing. You can see the Ray River. And from here I can also see a blue house. It’s actually the blue house. No one knows who owns it. In this town, you know everyone. I mean everybody, even the postman. Small town and all you know. I got off the car and went straight for the bathroom. I changed into the shorts and the V-neck Tee. I avoided the mirror all together and started for the door. But I happened to catch a glimpse of myself anyways. I realized it didn’t look all that bad.
As I came out the bathroom, I was looking at my foot and lost in my own thoughts. Suddenly, there was a loud smack and I was falling backward. Before I had time to process what had just happened, someone caught me. When I opened my eyes, I was staring at those liquid brown eyes. I hated brown eyes. I instantly knew who it was. Will. The jock. The popular kid. Or whatever you call him. He started to smile. I waited for a minute. Knowing what was coming. Recognitions flicked across his face and he dropped me. Turned around and faded through the hallway. He was always doing this. Not catching me when I fall but turning around and walking away when he sees me. I picked myself up and tried to get rid of the expression on my face which I knew was confusion and anger.
I went back to my friends just thinking about everything when suddenly a huge shadow came over me.Before i could turn my head and look who/what it was, a large hand suddenly grabbed my arm and jerked me to the shadowy corner of the building.

My instinct came in and I started screaming. But a large hand slapped over my face and my scream was muffled. I kicked and screamed but this guy wasn't bothered by me at all. I suddenly stopped and became still. And the moment he loosened his hold on me, I pounced onto him and even though he was taken by surprise, he barely moved. I hit his kneecap with all my energy and he finally fell to he ground. Since I didn't want him to get back up again, I sat heavily on his stomach and pinned his legs beneath mines. "Who the hell are you?" I asked him. He cursed and complained about his knee but he didn't answer. I took this time to look at him. He really was a nice looking average man but when I looked into his eyes, it made me gasp. Another thing I noticed was he had very bright red hair. It was filled with evil, nasty thoughts. I found a sharp stone on the floor and pushed it toward his throat and asked again. But he still didn't answer. There suddenly was a loud noise behind me and when I turned to look something heavy hit my head. It made me a little dizzy but I was okay. I turned toward where the blow had come from and saw a black shadow but then that was it. I got hit in the head again...this time harder. I kept seeing red and after a couple of seconds everything went black....
My lids were heavy but I managed to get them open. I stared at the ceiling for a couple of minutes before everything started sinking into my brain. The man. The blood. Will. My friends. The blood? I couldn't be sure of what happened anymore. It was all so blurry. Looking around myself, I knew I was in the hospital but no one was around. I got up to walk around but noticed that my hands and legs were restrained. Panic settled in and I started screaming. Soon enough nurses and doctors came and the room got crowded with people. "MOM! What happened?!! Why am I here?!"But she didn't answer, just looked at me with a broken expression. I stared struggling again but the nurses quickly held me down to the bed. Suddenly there was black everywhere again and I fell into a deep oblivion.

I glared at the house house in front of me looking solid, cold and strange. I was angry. They were sending me in there. In that white house. In that GROUP HOUSE!! What happened was, someone found me in the corner of the restaurant on top of a guy who was dead. Because of my position they automatically assumed that I killed that guy!! When I woke up the second time from the hospital, I told the police that but none of them believed me. I told them to show me pictures of the man who I apparently killed but it wasn't the man with the red hair. It was Jake. The guy I met at my driver's lessons. My mom talked with them for a short while when I started freaking out and crying. And when they came back they said that I was going to be put into a group home until anything was proven. "Lexi!" Mrs. Jones snapped. She was the board of a ministry of the group home and she was simply awful.I had to change my name because the police doesn't want any trouble. I refused to use any other name and simply used Lexi, my middle name given by my dad. "LEXI!" She snapped again, louder this time. I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. "Yes?" I asked in a too polite voice. "Grab your bags and go up to your room. It's upstairs, last door on the right. I grabbed my bags (a carry-on handbag and 1 suitcase. Not much I know.) and ran up the stairs before I could get yelled at again. I ran straight to my room, dropped the bags and myself on the floor and started crying. I fell asleep on my cold, small bed that night and my dreams were filled with nightmares.
When I woke up the next morning, I could hear noises coming from downstairs. I tried to go back to sleep but curiosity kept me awake. I got up to take a shower but then remembered that I didn't know where anything was. I walked barefoot down the stairs trying to find out where the voices were coming from. I walked into what was sure the dining room and found 3 and a half pairs of eyes staring at me. There were 3 guys and 1 cute bulldog with just one eyes staring at me. "Hi?" I said uncertainly.A guy with blonde hair and green eyes got up from the table and said with a smile, "You must be the new girl." His voice was so...innocent...angelic. He even looked angelic with that perfect body, blonde hair and blue eyes. "Yup." I said."My name is David. This is my brother, Steve." He said pointing to a boy that looked the exactly like him but with a more devilish twist to him. Steve looked at me with his eyebrows raised. I shrugged and moved on the the last person. He was a normal looking preteen about 13. He looked up from his video game, nodded at me and went back to playing. "That's Pete. He's not really social." David offered. I snorted and reached for an apple. Suddenly I heard a voice that sounded more like a growl from behind me. I jumped and dropped my apple. "Jesus."I breathed and turned to glare at the guy behind me. My eyes connected with baggy sweatshirt that covered broad shoulders. I looked up still glaring and met a pair of amazing eyes. Eyes that keep changing color. From hazel to green, back to hazel and then to dark blue. Realizing that I was staring, I dropped down to my knees to pick