ash-myhill

[ash-myhill]

CHAPTER 1

~Lexi in the picture~

No one ever moves to my small town and definatly not in the middle of the semester. But today more than a few large moving trucks passed my house, and still coming. Finally, when I was becoming curious the line ended with a black range rover Evoque pulling a trailer. Even in the early musky light I could see the horses inside. The horses looked restless as they neared their new home, a mansion sorownded by woods and rolling hills, perfect for holding any animals, just a couple blocks over from our home-

Was for sale no longer, it was massive all 3 stories plus it's basement and attic. Our town Greenville county. Not many people new about this place, only few lived here, and most lived in the next town over or online. The closest place to us is a small city, it's biggest market being Wal-Mart, what would it matter with one more family being in it?

Besides not like I would be greeted if they did have a kid my age. Might just be a couple who wanted to live in a small town to show of their stacks of cash. I mentally rolled my eyes and slipped on a pair of my sweatpants. I wouldn't want to talk to a new kid anyways-

"Alexandra get your ass down here now! we're starving just because you feel like sleeping in!"

I flinched at my fathers voice and squeaked audibly, even though he couldn't here it, I know he didn't expect me to reply since I never did...

But that ment I have 20 seconds to get down there depending on his mood, so I grabbed my shoes and my bag filled with my school supplies and stumble down the stairs. When I stepped into the kitchen I was greeted with a mutual sting on the right side of my face.

"Your late" he growled

I squinted and nodded my head firmly trying not to show fear because for some reason this sick bastard enjoyed it. Lightly touching my cheek with my cold fingers in hope to cool it down, it didn't help at all. I threw my stuff out onto the chair my bag was sitting on and glanced at my sister caking her naturally beautiful face in makeup, sitting expectantly at the kitchen table hardly looking my way before answering my un-asked question "eggs and yogurt" she scowled quickly at me with her pale white face. I looked at her again as I got out the eggs. She sighed "runny, like always" she blinked her big puffy eyes in the tiny mirror she held in front of her. She ran her fingers through her long blonde hair and fluffed it up. She had a perfect body that teanage guys love, and showed it of too much, but she didn't seem to mind. I fixed it exactly like she liked it placing a cup of yogurt in front of her, only 80 calories of cource, while I cooked the eggs. I made another for me, two for father and one for mother; I could hear her in the shower, I put them all on a plate, getting the 4 pieces of toast and two glasses of orange juice for my parents. I took the plate for father and gave it to him, and as usual my thanks is a slap to the face and a knee to the stomach. His eyes swarmed with anger just like a tornado. I placed mother's on the empty place at the table, along with two glasses. I ate mine quickly, hardly chewing and went into the living room to put on my tennis shoes. I pushed my long chocolate brown hair behind my ears and tied my shoes, I flicked my hair back as I stood my eyes practically the same colour as my hair, the same brown eyes my sister has. Although I didn't cover my eyelashes with mascara only a little (something my mother made me do). I reached in my bag, for my iPod. When I found it, I plugged it in my ears filling with a sweet melody. Putting the MP3 player in my pocket. I slung my bag over my shoulder and rushed out the door. Walking to and from school was my favourite part of the day, since Leah wouldn't bother giving me a ride; although I knew she would never give me one. She didn't want everyone at school knowing she was related to me. Even though half the school already knew. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the cool air nipping slightly at my face, indicating the coming winter. The falling snow, the Christmas trees, the cool weather...... I loved it all.

When the loud voices and blaring horns interrupted my music I knew I was at school. I looked up to see Leah and her boyfriend Samuel making out against her car. I scowled and walked past them briskly, taking out my earphones and placing them back into my bag. I walked up to my locker and slowly opened it. As I switched out my morning routine and afternoon notebooks, I heard a shoulder connect with the locker next to mine. I looked up to see Samuel smirking down at me. The top of his hair spiked up in grease . I blinked, confused to why he was here, looking as if he wanted to talk to me. Not that I would answer.

I closed my locker door and put my bag over my shoulder again beginning to turn away Samuel grabbed my upper arm in a tight grip to stop me. I winced and froze in place.

"Aren't you going to say hit me?"

He asked in a mocking voice. I wanted to rip my arm from his grasp, but I was scared he would do much worse.

I shook my head and closed my eyes but they flew open as he pushed me against the lockers, releasing my arm from his grip and instead placing it just above my head. His other arm held my waist, trapping me in. My heart hammered in my throat, fear gripping me in its tight claws. His eyes hungrily searched my body up and down, and his hand slid up my shirt. My eyes flickered around for anyone to help me, or a teacher to stop him.

"Aw, c'mon that's not very polite just say something, anything c'mon virgin." He teased.

I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth it was something the whole school teased me about, something I was proud of. I didn't want to be anything like my family. Everything they did I did the opposite. They curse, I don't. They take advantage of the opposite sex every chance they get. Every word that comes out of their mouth is hurtful, so I just don't speak. I pushed him away something I knew I would regret later, but I didn't care. He scowled at me. I tightened my grip on my bag at took a step away when a shrill voice stopped me.

"Alexandra you whore, what do you think your doing with my boyfriend!" my sister, Leah shrieked, stomping over to me. I flinched at her word as she pointed a perfectly manicured finger in my face.

"You are so gonna get it tonight."

She growled, huffed took Samuels hand and led him away. My hands were already trembling when he turned back and winked at me, before kissing Leah's head and pulling her tighter to him, wrapping his arm around her waist. My hands were still shaking when I sat down in U.S history class. Slowly and steadily I took out my notebook, opened it and pulled out a pen. The thoughts running through my head are not good, and scared me to death. My father punching me in the eye, in the stomach, kicking me everywhere his feet could reach. All of them ended with me bloodied, bruised and defeated when I had done nothing wrong. At the back of the class, I hung my head in my hands trying to calm down. Tears spring in my eyes, but I held them back. Not in school. Not here, once my hands had somewhat steadied, I began to take notes scribbled on the board about the civil war.i was done before the bell rang, and flicked to the back of the notebook and continued writing my short stories. My stories were where I wasn't hit. I could actually speak to people without being scared. A world where I had a boyfriend - a good one. These stories, the books I read, my music. They were the only escape I had. And I loved every minute of it.

"Miss Rose" a deep voice said, bringing me back to my awefull world. I looked into my teachers dull gray eyes. "We are going to be having a new student coming into our class tomorrow, I wanted you to know he will be sitting next to you" he? My eyes widened and I shook my head. I was happy sitting by myself. This was my favourite class; he couldn't ruin it like this! A boy no less! He was going to ask me so many questions, and I wouldn't be able to answer him. No, I could not sit next to a new kid.

Mr. Williams shrugged "I'm sorry Lexi, but we have no other room for him." He looked like he wanted to pat me on the head or something, but he knew I didn't like to be touched. " I'll inform him of your... Speach impediment" that'll just make him ask more questions! I thought my shoulders dipping. I ran my fingers through my hair as he turned around and left, strolling back to the front and begining his lesson.

I had seen trailers passing by my home earlier today, but I didn't think there would actually be a new kid! A new kid in Greenville high was almost unheard of. Something that almost never happened. Everyone will be  falling over him no matter how cute or ugly he is. And that ment everyone would be over at my table for 1st period, wanting me to reply but I wouldn't. I mean I did have a notebook I could write to him on, but that would seem unlikely.

Later my third period teacher told the class the same thing, that a new student would be arriving tomorrow and he was going to be sitting in the desk in front of me ( since I was at the back again). She looked right at me when she told the class to take a welcoming to him and show him around I love all my teachers, and they loved me like they do all the kids, and they want me to talk again. The second half of my freshman year was when I decided that not talking was better than talking at all. It got me into less trouble. I had always been a little sassy when I did talk, and that got me a lot of bruises from my family. I was in the first half of my junior year now, and Leah was in her senior year. I did her homework for her since I had already taken those classes in this school since we were always short of teachers.  Mrs. Campos, my third period teacher also taught biology, which I had in fact taken my freshman year. She had heard my voice but now I had none.