"Come on sweetheart, it's not that bad. It's for the best and you'll be better" my mom said with a warm glow in her cheeks and enthusiasm in her tone, I sighed as I opened the door handle to the car ,I hated it personally, my mom, the only one I could be close with sometimes was sending me away to a behavior center. I felt like I was the one without the problem, see my mom has an substance and alcohol addiction, dad has an alcohol addiction, my sister was getting away with everything because she was seen as the good child and made me out to look like the bad one, when I was the one breaking up the arguments to avoid my mom getting hit with beer bottles. I acted out on anger and I guessed that's why I was going here, I knew if I was gone then it would mean trouble for my mom and no one would be able to help her. My name is Natasha but I went by Breezy, I have brown hair with red underneath and pink under but closer in the front, green eyes with a glimmer of blue to the tone, tan skin that was mostly scars on my arms, and face from shards of glass, not clustered but scattered about. I sat in the car with silence, looking out the window. I didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay but yet I wanted out of the place that had been falling apart since I was born, I had no good memories of my dad and mom, I woke up to screaming and went to bed with hearing screams and yells, I know it wasn't a perfect place to grow up but I grew up with a sister, my best friend for a few years until I turned 16 and she 13, she lashed out at me and I didn't know why. Mom dropped me off, I grabbed my bags and remained silent when mom hugged me bye, a tear shed down from her cheek as she kissed me. I whispered bye in her ear, afraid of my voice cracking, she watched me enter the house before pulling out, I watched the car disappear into the sun and what little trust and love I had in me shattered like a broken vase.
I opened the screen door and was greeted with a lady in a blue dress to her knees with an apron around the waist, her blond hair in a ponytail was resting on her left shoulder. She was too happy for me, "hello! You must be Natasha. It's nice to meet you, I'm the house mom, call me Mrs. Greene" I fake smiled at her, I had no interest in meeting or being buddy-buddy with her, "hi" I said walking in. A few kids were looking at me, a girl and two boys, great, more people. Mrs Greene showed me the room I would have to share with the girls, I knew damn well I would have them murdered before I left here. I sat on the bed as Greene went over the rules; no sleeping in the boys room, get our work done before playing, guys can be in the girls room and vise versa before it's lights out and lights out was 10. She left me to get settled and the girls came in, I figured the blonde one who walked in first thought she was the best one here, "so you're new here, let me tell you something, keep your hands off Aaron, he's gonna be mine." She had her arms crossed and I smirked at her, "let me tell you something, I'll do what I please. I don't have to listen to you, I do not answer to you and no I will not lower my guard to answer to you. Do you understand, miss bitch?" She nodded her head with worry in her eyes, the other girls stood speechless but holding back laughs as she excused herself, the other girls crowded around me, "thank you! You done what we wanted to do for months." I shrugged my shoulders as the girl sat on the bed with me, she had shoulder length auburn hair, piercings, chubby cheeks and brown eyes, "my name is Kristen, call me Kris" she smiled, I tried to smile back, but it was hard to actually plaster a real smile on my face, I haven't smiled in years, but this girl needed something for me standing up to the 'mean girl,' "I'm Breezy" I replied nervous, " well Breezy maybe we can be friends and bunk bed buddies?" I nodded my head yes and she hugged me, I lightly hugged her back and we went down to the living room.
Oh and I've seen you put 'I seen him and he seen me.' in other stories and thats the wrong form of tense. You would have to put 'I had seen him and he had seen me.' or 'I saw him and he saw me.' Also you do the same thing with wasn't and weren't. It would have to be 'he wasn't there that day' as opposed to 'he weren't there that day' Okay? I'm just trying to help with your tense. Hope you don't mind constructive criticism .
I walked down the small wooden stairs as my new found friend joyfully bounced down in front of me, I rolled my eyes un-amusingly. The boys turned to look at me, more like breaking their necks, I sat on the couch next to Kris and sat in silence, "is new girl a mute? Does she not talk at all?" One of the boys chuckled, my position in my seat changed and my facial expression became fierce, I walked over to the brown haired boy growling in anger, "I just so happen to talk, but what makes you think I would communicate with you? You wanna think you're the cool one? I already put Blondie in her place, I can do with you too." His expression became more compassionate, anger fierce in my eyes were piercing through his green and weak one, "look, I don't care if you make fun of me, but if I hear one word of it then you better hope I don't find you in this house." His eyes grew fierce with anger as did mine, "you're the one walking through this house owing it like it's yours, no one likes you." He scoffed at me and I laughed, "I didn't come here expecting everyone to fall in love with me, I don't need attention like Blondie does and I don't ask for it." I laughed as I walked out to the backyard, I picked up a basketball as the outdoor lights flicked on from my arrival. I dribbled and shot free-throws at the hoop, walking around as I bounced the ball, I heard the screen door to the backyard open but I didn't bother looking to see who. I was pretty sure I knew, it could only be Kris, coming to see me, great, now I would have to pretend to show emotion, that I cared what he thought about me, it was Kris, I could tell by the sound of her shoes, "are you ok? You got pretty upset back there." Worry in her tone, I sighed and dropped the ball, "yeah Kris, I'm fine, okay? I just need to calm down" she shot me a uneven smile as she walked off and back in the house. I sat down at the bench beside the basketball goal, I sighed a deep breath and glanced down at my cell, no messages, no calls and no voicemails, I guess to everyone I had dropped off the earth, like my existence never existed. Just goes to show you what a wonderful boyfriend I had on my hands was like, my boyfriend used to be so loving but up until a week ago it was like he got a new attitude, he got moody and usually took it out at me, I loved him with all my heart, he meant the world to me and I didn't want to leave him but I was getting tired of his attitude. I got up to walk back inside the house, I rolled my eyes as I opened the door. I stopped by the kitchen and grabbed a water as I walked back in the living room in complete silence, the brown haired boy looking at me I just rolled my eyes in indifference. Another boy came down in black hair, basketball shorts, ankle socks and a high school shirt, his light green eyes glanced over at me, "this the girl I heard screaming earlier?" He laughed as he sat beside the brown haired boy and the blond one, "yea, man. She's got quite a mouth on her." I laughed through closed lips as they talked about me right here in the room, it was entertaining.
I decided to lose my black and pink jacket, I unzipped it then took it off, folding it across my arm. The boys had finally settled down but I did give them hateful glares if they looked at me, it wasn't because I didn't like them, it's because if being in my house for 16 years I learned to never trust anyone, my trust for people shattered long ago and I seen no return of it coming back any time soon. The only two people I loved in my life was my mom (only when she wasn't drunk, high, strung out or too sober) it was a complicated situation, you had to catch her at the right moment to meet the real her, the her she was before the substance and alcohol. Then there was my boyfriend, Zack, we had been together since I was 14 years old, he understood me though he didn't understand my family situation he was always there to talk whenever I needed. I slowly started to believe that these two people in my life were fading away and soon would only be a memory, a memory that I wouldn't forget the times we had together, but would forget the faces eventually. I sighed as I got up and walked to the girls room, it was 9:30 and that meant only thirty minutes until Mrs. Greene would say it was lights out. I decided to change into pajamas, I played with one of the strings on my jacket as I walked upstairs to the girls side and on the too bunk of the left side bunk bed. I got out a bright yellow shirt and white shorts with random colored stars, I tied my hair in a low ponytail and laid down. Kris and the two other girls walked in, "sorry, we never introduced ourselves, I'm Ashley and this is my sister Ashlynn. I waved at them as I raised up from bed, Kris laid down on the bed under me, Ashlynn, the brunette took the bottom bunk leaving Ashley, the slightly lighter brown the top bunk. I wondered where 'Blondie' was going to sleep, I figured she claimed this whole room hers, "Jessica asked Mrs.Greene if she could have the attic. Can you believe that, Lynn?" Ashley gossiped to her sister, "because she said there was drama with her and Breezy." She continued and I laughed, "sorry to eavesdrop but all I did was say no to her, she thinks I'm going to attack her now. She's just a whimp." I joked and Ashley laughed, "I'm glad you talked to her like that, no one can stand her, and that thing about Aaron, he don't even like her. She thinks he's in love with her, she's just a psycho, is now and has been." She said amusingly. Kris got the lights and the laid back down, I laid looking at the wall, at least I had one girl I could still be myself around, Jessica, AKA 'Blondie' I didn't like her, I disliked her more than everyone here put together, Mrs. Greene included, after an hour of trying to sleep I finally dosed off soundly on my left side.