Chapter 2: Friend YES/NO

Who cares

"I don't care," I say looking out the window to the trees below me and think about jumping. The sky is gray and dark as rain wants to fall.

 

"Sammantha-" My teacher tries to get me to answer a simple math equation.

 

" I said I don't care," I say taking my eyes form the window to glare daggers at my teacher. I don't take my eyes off her, not that she can see my eyes from behind my shades.

 

She clears her throat like she has something stuck in it, ans says, "Well, anyone else have the answer?" The eyes that were on me were now on the black board, and I went back to starring out the window. The bell rings loudly, and everyone grabbes their things talking and chattering with each other as they leave. I try to ignor all of the gossip the girls are doing in the hall way as I walk by without a bookbag or text books. I haven't taken notes in any of my classes since the 3rd grade, but I've still got A's in all my classes, and I've got a 5.0 GPA in junior year of high school. I never try in school, but I always seem to get an A after every year without ever doing homework or perticipating in classes.

 

So as I walk the halls, I hear the gussip from the girls and the guys in the school.

 

"She thinks she's all that..."

"Did you hear, she has A's in ALL her classes."

"What a b***h-"

"I heard her parents are both like into drugs!"

 

None of these seem to matter to me... Except of one.

 

"Dude, did you hear? She's like gonna drop dead out of no where!" They laughed at that. They thought that I was a fake. That I was just trying to cause drama like everyother girl in the school, but of couse I can't tell them that they're wrong. They wouldn't believe me.

 

At the end of the day, I left school, leaving the gossip, girls, boys, homework, and teachers behind me. I headed to a park acouple miles away.

 

When I got there, there was a car with tinned back windows, and two guys in the car. I came up and tapped twice on the window. The window came down just the slittiest, and one of the guys asked, "Got the money?"

 

I nodded and handed him a wad of chash. I saw him adding up the money and nodded to his friend. He handed me a small bag, and sped off down the street. I stuffed the bag into my pocket. It just started to ran, and I put my hoodie over my black long hair leaving the park.

 

I walked acouple more miles towards the sound of loud pumping music. I walked into the club and went behind the bar.

 

"Hey, Sam!" Jasper came from the front door. He was the DJ in the club, and he gave me a loook. "Did you start my DJ mix without me?" Did I mention he LOVES his music?

 

"Nope," I said taking off my jackt and stuffing it under the counter of the bar, "but I bet I know who did." I pointed to Nick who was looking around like he was just standing there.

 

Jasper winked at me and went to Nick who good see anger in his brothers eyes. "He bro.." He said looking at me and said, "Thanks a lot Sam! Now I'm dead!"

 

"Don't bring Sam into this. She did the right thing by telling me!" Jasper said going at his brother. THey wreslted for awhile and got bored pretty quickly when Nick gave up.

 

I had set up the bar and was now ready for opening. Our manager came out of his office ready to open the club. "Sam, Jasper, Nick! Get your asses here now!" He yelled. We gathered around the bar and waited for him to speak. "Tonights gonna be big. We've got to get pumped and readdy. There will be a band here around 11. Until then Jasper you can be DJ." Like Jasper would do anything else. "Nick your on tables, and Sams on bar. Everyone ready?" He clapped his hands together and turned on the light to the club.

 

When the club sighn was on for not two seconds, the place was already to the max. Around 11:30 the band still hasn't shown up and the crowed was getting angry fast. "Jasper!" out manager screamed. "Play something!" The muisc and lights went up a notch.

 

I looked at the door to see four guys come in. They all looked about my age maybe older. One of them came over to the bar and signaled me. I walked over in no rush and asked, "Can I get you anything?" I noticed that he was wearing all black and had the same shades as me on even if it was dark in the club.

 

"Yeah," He said his voice deep and quick giving me a smile, "where's Mitch?" Our manager?

 

I made a face that made the guy change his expresion and yelled through the crowed "Mitch!" . He finally came through the crowed and looked at the boy.

 

"Finally, where the f**k have you been?!" Mitch said his voice angry but his eyes soft.

 

"Sorry, Uncle. Flight was late." Uncle?! "But were here now, where the stage?"

 

"Rght over there!" Mitch pointed and then tugged the boy like a rag doll to the center of the room. In the mic he said, "Ladies and germs (so lame) please welcome Ty and his crew!" The entire club exploded in cheers as Ty and the other three guys went to the stage. The played every typr of metal and rock music you could think of, and by time 3am rolled around the club was empty except for Jasper, Nick, Ty and his possy, Mitch and me.

 

"That was one GREAT night for business!" Mitch said satisfied. Then looked at Ty. "It's good to see you again!" They did this guy hug and then turned to the group. "Ok guys, this is my nephew, Ty. He and his band will be working here from now on, until they graduates next year."

 

"OHH yay. We got ourselfs another high schooler!" Nick said teasing them and me.

 

Ty looked confused as he took off his shades to show his blue eyes. "Are you in highschool?" he asked Jasper. Jasper looked offensive as he shook his head and pointed to me.

 

"No, man. She is though, which brings this question up again. Why do we have an under age person working the bar?" Mitch ignores his quesion and looks at Ty whose eyeing me.

 

"Ok, everyone. Great work tonight I'll see everyone here tomorrow, You don't have to be here till 7 though. Were gonna open a little later tomorrow night." Mitch tells us as he hands us all a wad of cash and leaves.

 

Jasper and Nick spend no time picking their things and leaving. "Sam need a ride?" Nick calls from the door.

 

"Nah I'm good," I call as I sit at the bar with my computer out. "I'm gonna stay a bit longer, and then lock up. See ya tomorrow!" He leaves waving and I'm left in the club with Ty and his 'crew'.

 

I keep my eyes on the computer screen as I hear Ty say, "I'll catch up with you guys later."

I look up from my computer to see Ty walking towards me and sits down on a stool next to me. He waited for me to say something, but when I just went back to my computer he said, "What grade?"

 

"What?" I ask looking up.

 

"I asked, what grade?"

 

"11th," I say.

 

"Same here." I try to ignore him, but it doesn't look like he'll be moving anytime soon.

 

I sigh and look up from what I was doing and asked, "What do you want?" I really didn't want to talk with him or anyone else right now.

 

"Whatcha doing?" He asked trying to peer over the screen.

 

"None of your business." I snapped and closed my laptop with a slam. What is this guys deal? No one ever talks to me. Well besides. Jasper and Nick and Mitch.

 

"Well hurry up, I'm going to walk you home." He sat there and waited. He waited until way past five in the morning. I stashed my laptop under the counter bar and grabbed my coat.

 

"Finally, the girl is ready," he says stretching and opening the door for me. Ok this guy has some serious problems if he wants to hang out with me.

 

I lock up and look at him like he's crazy. "You don't have to walk me home you know." I say heading for the bus station.

 

"Hell, I stood up all night for a girl and she doesn't even want me around. Ouch." He says grabbing his chest and pretending to fall dead.

 

I laugh. For the first time in years, I actually laugh. He smiles and for the first time in a long time, I am happy to be alive.

 

When we get to my stop I tell him, "Stay on the bus and I'll see you later."

 

"Ok, but you owe me."

 

"What?" I looked at him.

 

 Right before the bus doors close he said, "Meet you after school. You owe me." The doors closed and he's gone.

 

I can't help but smile all the way home, until I actually open the door to my apartent and I smell beer and alcaholl.

 

My dad's on the sofa and stands up to greet me. "Do you have my-"

 

"Yeah dad I have it," I say before he gets mad and throw him the bag I got in the park.

 

He looks at me and then at the bag. "Are you getting sassy with my missy?" He asked. I didn't say anything as he stands tall in front of me and punches me in the eye. I fall back to the floor. Damn that's gonna leave a mark.

 

My dad leaves me alone after that and I go to my room. This reminds me that I can't talk to Ty. I can't even think about him. If I do, my dad will find out and mess eveything up just like everything else. In my room it reminds me that I'm still going to die, that I still don't have anyone to care about me. That I don't have that long to live.