POV-Blair- I knew my promise to Mikey was a total lie, but it was a lie for the greater good. Talking about my foster parents is something I really didn’t like to talk about, considering my foster mother was the sister of my almost killer. So she hates me, they both do especially when their drinking. To them I’m just a piece of trash that their family member tried to kill. I cook, clean, and basically raise myself, the only thing they do is drink, beat me, or work, and they both work for a high class chain of hotels so they think there some kind of big shots.
Swallow your tears, stand up on your own two feet and show them your not giving up. No matter what!!!!
POV-Janelle- I glanced at Bandit, she was awfully quite all of a sudden. By the way she was grinning I couldn’t tell if it was because she was just happy or because she really couldn’t help it when she sees Gerard and I in the same room. I figured the second option was almost dead on the spot. “So Bandit, I came in here to see if you were okay but I guess your dad beat me too it.” I said smiling. “Yeah, I beat you by a few seconds flat. But don’t worry Janelle; you’ll get to her next time!” Gerard said laughing while he mocked me.
POV-Blair- “When I left Starbucks I went straight home, just like I said I was going to. I walked because I didn’t live too far away from Time Square, and I had memorized the route to and from. When I got home the door was unlocked so I figured someone must be home, but when I walked inside I felt like something was off. Way off. I ignored though because I really thought I was just being paranoid. I was standing in the kitchen and all of a sudden someone was holding a gun to my head. I froze, then the man said, “Don’t move and I might let you keep your life.” Those were his exact words to me.
POV-Gerard- I knew exactly what Frank, Mikey, and Ray were thinking, and I quickly let go of Blair’s wrist as soon as it popped into my head. Blair sat down next to Mikey and I glanced at him as she did so. I quickly took my place by Frank and swear I saw a flash of jealousy cross his eyes when he glanced from Blair to me and back. Frank lend over and whispered into my ear, “So Gerard….you have a thing for Blair hmmm?” I blinked a few times in shock, I already knew that’s what they were thinking but hearing it said aloud just made things awkward.
POV-Bandit (still)- my dad stepped into my room shutting the door behind him. He walked over slowly and sat next to me on my full size bed, by the look on his face he didn’t know what to do next and something deep inside told me he knew something I didn’t. There wasn’t supposed to be any secrets between me and my dad, which was the pact we had made when mom died. We both thought it would make things easier if we didn’t keep anything from each other, since I didn’t have a single friend in the world who I could tell all my secrets too and go to whenever I needed help, I settled for my dad.
POV- Bandit- I got to my feet and began to run towards the back door, but before I could get to steps from where I was standing Janelle grabbed my wrist. Anger, horror, and fear filled my up to the boiling point. I want to run inside and make sure everything was okay, make sure dad and the others didn’t leave Mikey in the same room with a fork and a toaster alone. “Look!” Janelle shouted pointing to the top right corner of the door, it looked like someone on the other side was pushing on it but I was stuck. Janelle ran to the door and began yanking on the corner, I ran over and helped.
POV-Blair- it was now Tuesday and lunch time I had come to realize Frank was right about who I had my classes with. I read and re-read my schedule on the way to the lunch room.
1st hour Gym- with Mikey & Ray
2nd hour History- With just Mikey
3rd hour English- with Gerard and Frank
4th hour Study Hall- all 4 guys
5th hour- Math- with just Gerard
6th hour- Science- with Frank and Mikey
7th hour- Reading- with Gerard, Mikey, and Frank
8th hour- Health (Oh Boy) - all 4 guys
My day was filled with a lot of doing nothing but trying to work, listening to Mikey and Gerard argue, or Frank, Gerard,
Dear bullies, The boy you punched in the hall today committed suicide a few today. That girl you called a slut in class today, she's a virgin. The boy you called lame--he has to work every night to support his family. That girl you pushed down the other day is already being abused at home. You think you know them. Guess what, you don't!
(Three months later, January 3rd)
POV-Frank- first hour History was nothing but a blur, second hour was Gym so it gave me a bit of a wake-me-up because its Dodge Ball week, third hour was English which wouldn’t had been so bad if Gerard had kept his mouth shut and not gotten us all a 13page paper on Sensory Writing, forth hour was Study Hall so I got a head start on that 13page paper, fifth hour was Art but I kept working on that 13page paper because my project was already finished.