It was the new school year and all the Sophomores, Juniors, and Seniors were busy doing everything they can to make the school year great for them while the Freshmen wanted to just fit in their first year of High school along with survive it. All the girls finding the newest latest fashion, make-up, and hair styles, even seeing if they can break the school dress code a little. The boys trying to look cool and tough so they can make their girls happy or finally be able to get a girlfriend. Nothing but what a typical high schoolers would worry about on a day to day basis at school. But for one Girl it is a different story. Avery Jones was the new girl she had just recently moved into the neighborhood with her father after her father found out child service was hounding him about his daughter. He just packed up and left without saying a word to anyone. Now Avery was living in a new house that was already filled with beer bottles and looked like someone has lived here for years and trashed it along the way. Avery was in the kitchen cooking breakfast for her father as usual while he was sitting on his chair, which was his bed, dinner table, and on occasions bathroom. "Avery Where is my breakfast I am starving here.....And don't forget my beer!" He yelled from his chair and Emily let out a long sigh. "It is almost ready father." She yelled back for she was mainly slow because her leg was messed up causing her to limp a little and her right arm was bandaged tight after having stitches put in her arm. Once she finished cooking and placing it on the plate, she opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of beer that was in the back so it would be nice and cold. After she got that settled she went to her father and handed to him and watching her father scarfed the food down like a pig. Her father noticed her staring at her and he threw the plate at her. "Don't stare at me with those eyes you pathetic child." He said and Avery stumbled after being hit with the plate. "Sorry father I will leave." Avery said as she rushed to grab her beg then out the door. She sighed in relief once out he door and started walking to her new school. Emily knew that she would be picked on for her old sweater, jeans that were torn and patched up, old sneakers, and a backpack that she has spent a lot of repairing almost every day or every other day. All she hoped for is that they will leave her alone since she had no desire talking to anyone or making any friends for she thinks their was no point in making any with how her life was going. She thought of all the things she can do to avoid people as she slowly made her way to the school.

Roland’s morning summary, Tuesday. I’m awake, yet I really don’t want to be. Sleeping is one of the best luxuries that any human being could ask for, but when you have to wake up early because of an alarm, you’re reminded that it’s another school day and you have to attend and…well….it just drains the fun and comfort of dreaming and relaxation. But no worry will come from me. It’s not like I have any unexpectedness of anything drastic coming for me today. I’m on good terms with everyone…..I think…….so I shouldn't have no problems again today. As he finished his morning writing, Roland closed up his journal and placed it carefully into his backpack. He then zipped his bag up and swung it behind him as he adjusted it to certainty of it being properly placed behind him as he made a walking progress towards school with another male beside him as he joined along.“Done with your diary already this morning huh? Geez….that was about the quickest you've ever been about writing your feelings down in that thing.” As he proceeded walking, Roland turned his attention to him and replied back. “I didn't really have much to go on right now, I mean the day just started and nothing spectacular happened so I just-” He then realized on what his friend said, calling his journal a diary and making him feel feminized in his passion for writing. His face developed an angry look and he made more of a loud tone with his voice as he felt insulted, and began to speak up in his defense. “For the last time it’s not a diary, it’s a personal log for me to write about my experiences. I've told you this a many of times Steven and still you make fun at me about it, besides it’s not like I make fun of you because you can’t seem to get a girlfriend because you have a reputation of being a creep.” His friend Steven now began to come off in anger and replied to what Roland had said to him. “I AM NOT A CREEP! It’s not my fault that none of the chicks at school don’t notice me and all I do is try a conversation….maybe with a little flattering and stuff but I’m not doing that all the time.”The reply that Roland’s friends gave him made him forget his anger, and because of his outburst, made him smile and laugh as he replied to make him calm down and let him know of his intentions. “It’s ok Steven, I didn't mean it ok?” Steven’s face began to fade of hatred, gazing upon Roland’s smile that calmed him down to the extend of not being mad anymore as Roland continued on the conversation. “You’re not a creep, but only if you feel like you are…..or at least becoming one.” Roland gave a light chuckle as he watched Steven’s face became content and calm on what was said. After all was said and done, they faced the direction they were walking to notice that they have arrived at the high school, and Roland made one last statement as they were heading towards the doorway inside. “Come on, let’s see what today has to offer.”

Avery was in the school office getting her new class schadule, along with a map of the school, locker number and locker combination. Once she signed all the papers signed and taken care off she walked down the hallway to get to her locker while looking at the map trying to figure it out the best she could even thought she was bad at reading maps. "Um so lets see do I got down a bit and turn at the next hallway or is it two hallways down......" She said to herself as some of the students stared for her clothes was not stylish and her hair was in a messy braid while she was abit dirty for she did not get a chance to wash up last night. SHe wore jeans with holes in them, long sleeve baggy sweater, sneakers that looked like they would fall apart, and a old tank top under the sweater. She heard the students snicker at her appearance and say how ugly she looks but Avey tried to ignore it the best she could as she walked down the hallway trying to ignore them while looking for her locker. Once she found it she placed her stuff in it so her bag would be lighter and easier to use her bag. Next was now to find her her first class of the day.

After they made their way into the school, and noticing that they were a little behind schedule than they normally would be, both Roland and his friend Steven continued through the halls until they reached their designated locker in which both of theirs was side by side with each other. Steven didn’t seem too worried about getting his books for class today, but instead decided to lean up against his locker to observe the area and halls where various students socialized with each other, whilst Roland kept busy inside his locker getting out everything he will need for his classes. A few seconds later, Steven noticed an unfamiliar face that he has never seen before, a girl with very rough attire yet looked determined as well while trying to ignore the others among her as they stared at her secretly giggling. Steven then decided to get Roland’s attention by asking him a question. “Say Roland, you’ve even seen that girl around here before?” “……..ROLAND!?” yelled Steven in question. His voice was loud enough to be heard into Roland’s hearing, yet as replied, he still proceeded to gather all his books and other things quickly so he would have everything for school, more worried about being late for class instead. “Nope. Never saw her.” said Roland, without even turning his eyes or face towards the halls to even look as to what Steven was referring to. “Dude you didn’t even look, so how can you even know?” said Steven with an angrily voice. Just as the girl left sight in the halls, Roland looked up at Steven while closing his locker shut. “Because class is going to begin any minute now and I am sure as hell don’t want to be late.” Roland then put his books to his side as he carried them and started making his way towards his first class, with Steven following right beside him.“Plus, knowing you, you might start hitting on her trying to get her number.” Said Roland with a light smile as he began to enter their classroom. Before Steven did so, he stopped for a moment to realize on what Roland said to him and became mad yet again. “HEY! I thought we dropped that subject!” Afterwards he entered into class as well as they both began to take their seats, Roland sitting in the middle of a third row, and Steven sitting two desks behind him.

Avery was in the class in the very back of the corner of the room wanting to avoid the other students gazes and she felt like no one would dare look at her in the back. She had a sketchbook out and was sketching the scenery she saw outside the window for she loved to draw it gave her a place to be free. Anything in the world of art is her passion. Writing stories, painting, drawing, sketching, photography, and other artistic stuff. She did not focus on the other student as the walked in and their whispers as soon as they saw her.Aveyr just ignored and worked on her sketch. After a while the bell rang and the teacher walked in. "Good morning students welcome to math." He said as he opened his bag and got the computer up and going. He took attendance real fast and then went to write on the board. "Ok then let's get started your first test is in two weeks so take good notes." He said as he started to write on the board and Aveyr switched from her sketchbook to her note book and started writing notes down. Soon the teacher started to call students up to solve certain problems and a lot of them struggled or took a few minutes to solve it. "ok this is going to be a long semester um Avery Jones please come up and solve the next proble." He said as he looked at his attendance to pick a name. Avery did not want to get up but slowly she did and limped a bit up to the bored and started to solve the problem. "Now take your time it is the first day and may take a bit of..." Before he could finished Avery solved it and put the marker down. "Done." was all she said and he looked and his jaw dropped. "Uh that is correct Miss. Jones um you can go sit now." He said and Avery made her way back to her seat. A bunch of students whispered as she saw down but ignored them for she knew they did not expect her to be smart. Some of the students threw some trash on her and she just brushed it off and try to focuse on the lecture.

Right after the teacher had walked in, class was in session. He made his normal introduction and stated that their test would be in a couple weeks, so Roland made sure that he was focused and wide awake as he prepared for what lessons was going to be learned. Once the teacher put the mathematical equations on the board, one by one he called on students to try a problem out in front of the class. Once a few did what was told and they took their seat, the teacher called the next name, yet one that was not familiar to Roland. The girl named Avery Jones stood up and made her way to the board, only to finish the problem in seconds and quickly made her way back to her seat as she was told. Surprisingly enough, the girl gave the correct answer and left a good impression, or a least to the teacher. Roland was pretty shocked himself, not only to her greatness in math but the fact that she didn’t seem to be recalled into his memory, so he assumed that she was a new student. When she took her seat, he turned around to look back at her as the other students quietly spoke to each other, then others decided it would be fun to throw crumpled up paper at her as well. But as it all happened, she acted as if she cared less and just shrugged all the negativity off like it was nothing to her. Just then after, a student behind Roland had given him a note that was folded up and had Steven’s name written on the front. Roland looked back at the teacher to make sure he didn’t notice and unfolded the piece of paper to see what it read inside. That was the girl from earlier, the one who I asked if you've seen before? After reading the note, Roland looked back at Steven and mouthed to him without making a sound with his voice with a reply of his message. “We will talk at lunch about it.” He then faced his attention back to the front of the classroom, trying to focus on what the teacher would discuss on the lesson but Roland’s mind wandered off of the subject and instead onto the thought of the new girl in class and how she solved that problem. It intrigued him enough to come to a conclusion of making friends and trying to get to know her…..maybe. After all, he wasn't the best in math, so she could maybe be of some help.

The bell soon rang and class was over and Avery packed her bag up. "Ok students please do the problems in chapter one problems 2-48 evens." The teacher said to the class as he dismissed them and Avery just got up and limped out of the classroom to her locker to change her books out for her next class. "Man that AVery Jones girl is weird." One of the girls said. "Yeah looks like she has been living in a dumpster." Another girl said and they just laughed at that. "Hey we should call her dumpster girl it fits her perfectly." They said as they left the classroom as they laughed a lot. Avery had heard them but just tried to ignore them as tears started to fall down her face but just walked off to her next class. She just decided to remain quiet and isolate herself from everyone. It was like that to lunch time everyone teasing her nonstop espeically when she walked into the cafetira. "Hey look its dumpter girl." some of the girls said as half of the cafetria laughed. "She looks more like a rag doll to me." One of the jocks said as they laughed. Avery had tears fall down her face she she quickly left the cafeteria and found a secluded place near a tree and saw under it as she wipe her tears on the sleeve of her sweater but winced for her cheek still hurt from when her dad slapped her last night. "Why me...why must I live like this......why am I alive?" She asked herself as she pulled out her sketch book and started to sketch an angel with a wing that looked good but the other was magled up, broke, and missing a lot of feathers. She even had chains around her wrist to make it look like her angel was being held down even more. Avery soon looked up at the sky for a minute before taking out a a meal replacement bar and bit into it for it was all she had to eat before hearing her phone go off and she answered. "Hello." She said and it was her dad. "Avery go to the store and get me more food and beer I want steak tonight so get me the best premimun steak and I can tell if its not so GET ME WHAT I WANT OR I WILL ENSURE YOU CAN'T WALK FOR A WEEK." He yelled at her and hung up the phone and she snapped it shut. "Guess I am not eatng tonight." SHe said to herself as she sighed more.

A few minutes later, the bell began to ring as it’s intent made the signal that class was over. Roland got up from his desk, curiously eyeing the girl named Avery who without no hesitation sought her way out of class and into the hall where she was starting to become the talk of the school, but in a mean manner. As she was gathering her books and other things from her locker, Roland watched from a distance and observed her behavior as the others surrounding her was talking amongst themselves about her in particular, as other girls made her name and appearance the new big thing giving her the title of dumpster girl. Whilst he stood and watched, Steven came from right behind him and stood next to him as he stared at Avery with him. “She seems pretty strange doesn’t she?” said Steven. “Maybe, but she’s really good at math I’ll give her that.” replied Roland, still very curious as to what the girls intentions were. Suddenly, a look of determination took place onto Roland’s face, as Steven glanced over to look at him and notice that Roland had something he wanted to do. “Uh oh” said Steven continuing with his statement on Roland’s expression. “I know that look. Roland dude you’ve been through this before and I know that look from anywhere and-” Roland quickly turned back to Steven and replied “What are you babbling about?" Roland then began to walk towards his locker, with Steven following behind him as they continued talking. Steven gave a reply “I know how you work. Every time you make that face you’re plotting something in that head of yours and then you tend to do something idiotic and get into stuff that isn’t none of your business. I’m telling you right now I want nothing to do with it.” Roland gave a light smile with a little chuckle to what Steven had said and followed up to his conclusion in the matter. “ I won’t make you tag along with me Steven ok? I just want to see what’s up with her and stuff you know? I’m curious.” As Roland began to walk towards his next destination, Steven sighed shaking his head in disagreement and mumbled to himself “Your always curious.” Lunchtime came around, but Roland was in no hurry to eat as he began to search for the Avery girl, and as he spotted her, she left running out of the cafeteria before he could go up to her and say anything. He carefully followed her afterwards without being seen and once she was found he analyzed what she was doing only to find the girl under a tree with a sketch book in hand. He gazed upon her as she began to write or draw into the book, until her phone went off and he went on a discussion for a minute with someone. Once she was done with the phone conversation, she said to herself that she won’t be able to eat tonight, and that gave an opening for Roland to come out an make himself presentable. He quickly came out of the blue and spoke towards her. “You’re not hungry or something? I mean I can understand skipping lunch but…”

Avery was putting her phone back in her bag when she heard someone and looked up at Roland and soon let out a screech and qucikly scoots backwards away from him. She had no clue who he was or where he had popped out frombut all she knew was that he was weird to talk to her. "Wh-who are you?" She asked while staying away from him making sure to keep her sleeves over her hands so he would not see the injuries. "ANd I ate a meal replacement bar so I am fine now please leave me alone." Avery said as she grabbed her sketch book and pencil she had dropped when she got spoked and started to work on ehr broken angel. SHe just wanted to get through high school with no probelms and try to avoid going to the hospital as much as she had been in since she was young. She noitced he was there still and got up and grabbed hr stuff, espeically her old bag thatlooks like it was sewn back together multiple times. "Excuse me." was all she said as she left her spot under the tree Avery decided a long time ago she rather be alone in her sufering little world then have anyone get involved for it only made things bad or worst on her. "How am I going to buy dads beer I am still under age." She said to herself as she went to find a new spot to draw away from people.

Roland’s sudden out of nowhere appearance made quite a scare on Avery, but her reaction made Roland feel bad about what he did. Because of his actions, she picked up her things that she had dropped and tried to get away from him as quickly as possible, but that wasn’t of his intentions. As she got up to make her leave, excusing herself for conversation, she attempted to get away from him. Roland’s face was of utter regret and but he didn’t want her to run away from him, so he tried to catch up with her. “Hey, wait a minute, I didn‘t mean t-” Before he could finish his exclamation to her, a stump had met with his foot as he fell face first onto the ground. Once down, he laid on his face for a second then tossed over on his back while his face began to feel pain. He pressed his hands onto his chin where the hurtfulness was shooting the most, and laid there as he waited for the pain to stop. He then yelled out loud “Ouch! Dang it!”

Avery was making her way to find a new place to hide for lunch time so she would not have to interact with people. BUt she soon heard a thud and looked back to see the guy that was trying to talk to her on the ground and the stumped figuring that he tripped over it. SHe bit her lower lip before walking back over as she pulled out a cold compress and held it out to him. "Here this might help just put it on your chin or where ever it hurts." SHe said in a bit of a quiet voice for it was something she used for when her father would beat her. It was normal for her to carry stuff like that around. "Look its best if you don't stick around me or anyhting I am not someone you want to be around." Avery said to him after she gave him the cold compress and heard the bell. "Guess lunch is over well bye." was all she said as she left to got to the rest of her classes before the day was over. THough once it was she was getting her bag situated with then started to make her way out of the school to the closes super market.

As Roland laid on the ground in a high amount of hurt, the girl had suddenly noticed his fallen mishap and decided to run to his aid. When she was near him, she then gave him a treatment pad in his hands as leaned up so that he could ease the pain on his face, and said to him in a low tone to press it on his face. He was surprised at first because he thought she was just going to take off and not look back, but instead showed remorse and aided him the best that she could. It was nice of her, even though she acted as if she didn’t want nothing to do with him or cared on what he had to say. As he was groaning in painful discomfort, she said to him that it was not best to speak to her or be near her, and then the school bell rang. As she said goodbye and ran off, Roland watched her leave as he tried to get back up on his own two feet whilst his face started to become less painful and at ease again. He started rubbing his chin to sooth his face, making it less severe as he also noticed in his right hand that he had her compress still. He looked back up to see if she was still in sight so he could give it back to her but she was already gone and out of sight. Just after the bell rang, he decided to make his way back into the school and try to find Steven and tell him of the mishap. While doing so, he kept thinking of the girl and why she acted the way she did. All he really tried to do was be friendly and polite the best way he could, but knowing the fact he kind of scared her didn’t help either way. Heading back to the halls he continued through to find his locker and Steven getting books out of his own. Once he was there, he opened his locker to put some of his books back as Steven asked him a question out of the blue. “Sooooo? How did it go?” When Roland heard his voice, he looked at him to show what had happened to his face as Steven became surprised and wondered what had happened to him. “What in the hell happened to you? Did she hit you or something?” said Steven. Roland then closed his locker and replied “What? No! No she didn’t hit me, she ran away from me.” Steven’s face jolly and full of laughter as he continued in the conversation of what happened. “Oh man really? Now that’s something I had to have seen. I wish I could have been there because that would have been-”Roland interrupt Steven trying to make him stop with his joking. “Ha ha yeah laugh it up all you want. Can we get going now?” Steven tried to clam down from what he thought was funny to what happened to Roland and agreed with him. “All right. All right. You can tell me the story later when school is over. Let’s go then.”

Whent he day ended Avery was already branded at the schools major outcast. For on her locker was written "Die you Nobody!" In big red letters and she only sighed at it before getting her stuf from her locker and then made her way out of the shcool not bothering to tell a teacher for she knew it will not stop. "To bad my stupid dad needs his slave still instead of jsut ending it." She siad with a small sigh as she left the school and made her way to the closest Liquor that was actually owned by friends of her dad and did not really care for her. She walked in and went to the counter where he was waiting. "Let me guess he went through the one you jst paid for last week right?" HE asked and she nodded while he sighed. "Alright you know th drill pay me and I will deliver it that way the cops wont close me down." He said as Avery paid him for her dads beer. "Alight Avery let you dad know I will have it at his place tonight." He said as he lite a cig and she nodded at him before leaving the liquor store and made her way to the grocery store. "Man this never get easier." SHe said as she got a hand cart and went to the back where all the meat was. "Oh great the price on this steak is higher then it was last time and its only for one I could get four normal steaks at this price." Aveyr said as she groaned for she knew there was no way she could afford her meal replacment bars now. Her stomach then growled at her loudly and she just patted it. "I know stomach I know but you have to go again without eating dinner." She sad as she go the steak and other stuff thst her dad liked to eat with his steak along with other food they needed in the house. Once it was paid for she carrined the heavy bag back to her home. Avery's arm mainly throbbed as she walked for it still hurt frm after she fellt into some glass thanks to her dad pushing her. "REmember he is all you have left no one wants you Avery...no one wants me." SHe said as she walked wicing at the pain from her arm once in a while but for some odd reason thought about that but that tried to tal t her at lunch today. "Who was he and why did he want to talk to well someone like me I am nothing in those peoples eyes I mean I must be no thanks to my so call mom who had to walk out on us. She asked herself as she walked down he sidewalk.

A few hours later, school had made it’s end as the bell rung and the students made their way out of the classrooms and onto the outside to either the school buses or their vehicles. After the last usage of their lockers were done and over with, Roland and Steven made their way outside and onto the sidewalk as they headed home. While doing so, Steven began to rant about the lessons given to them and an incident that occurred earlier that Roland had missed, but Roland’s mind was on something else. Steven kept talking as Roland kept quiet to himself. “I can’t believe that fight that had broke out at lunch, I mean really, that guy busted that other ones face so bad I thought that guy was gonna cry but instead he just got up and took off and the other guy got busted for fighting, I mean that was some heavy stuff that fight was.” But as Steven kept rambling, the thoughts of Roland kept particularly onto the Avery girl. “About like what happened with that girl earlier, right Roland?” As Steven ask of Roland’s name in terms to agree to what he was saying, Roland couldn’t hear or pay attention well enough to notice. Steven glanced over to see that he wandered off onto to his thoughts as Steven himself yelled to get his attention. “……..ROLAND!!!!” “Hm? Wait, what?” said Roland as he turned his attention to Steven to see what all the fuss was about. Steven then replied to his confusion. “About the fight, the one that happened at lunch. You know, the one you missed?” “Oh. Uhh….yeah….sure…yeah. G-good fight…yeah.” said Roland making a lousy reply. Steven then observed to what emotion Roland’s face was presenting, showing a face of confusion and dismay. Steven then began to look towards the front to watch their path heading home as he started a conversation on a different topic. “Still thinking about her huh?” Roland looked over at Steven knowing to whom he was referring to and replied. (sighs) “Yeah I still am. Man I just can’t figure it out. She tried to run away from me, then when I end up hurting myself, she comes to help me and then tells me not to hang around her or talk to her, but in a nice way. I just can’t figure out why.” After Roland finished, Steven came up with an answer to his problem. “Maybe you are forgetting the fact that…. 1. She is new 2. She dresses poorly, and… 3. She’s not use to our environment, but technically it still counts as new, but then again…..” Roland stopped Steven before he could continue rambling about the situation “Ok, ok. I get it, she ain’t use to our town and school and stuff. I don’t know but I still kind of want to find out what her deal is, even if she doesn’t want to speak to me.” Steven began to shake his head in disagreement as they arrived home, and before they entered, Steven opened the door for them and replied “You are always putting your nose in everyone’s business. You know that right?” And as Roland was entered into their home, he replied to Steven’s statement. “Yeah whatever.”

Avery was actually a few houses down from Ronald' and she was inside the house cooking the steak up that her fater wanted as the doorbell rang. "AVERY GET THE DAMN DOOR MY SHOW IS ON!" Her dad yelled and Avery went to the door to see the guy frm the liqour store. "here you go Avery more beer and its cold." He siad as she took it and it was heavy for her but she knew the guy would not go in her house. "Yo Joe see you next week for poker." He yelled before leaving. "Yeah yeah just be ready to pay me." Her dad said as Avery closed the door with her foot and took the beer to the kitchen and placed it in the fridge. "Hurry up Avery I am starving." Her dad said as she went to check the steak to see it was cooked to ehr dads liking and got it set up on a plate before geting a cold beer as usual. Avery walked out and handed it to him. 'ABout time brat." HE said as he took the plate and the knife fast causing her hand to get cut. "Ow dad you cut me." She said as she held her hand and hepunched her hard in the gut causing her to fall to the ground."Shut up one little cut can not kill you." He said as he started to eat. Avery slowly got up after getting her breath back and slowly stood up before walking to the bathroom to look at her hand and was glad it did not need stitches the medical bills were already bad enough and they could not afford anymore treatments for her. She let out a sigh as she walked back out and tried to clean up all the beer bottles that her father left on the floor. AFter a while she finished cleaning and palced the garbage outside her dad was already really drunk and she crossed his path at the wrong time. "Stupid brat why couldn;t you had just disappeared your the reason why your mother left." He said while sluring and flaying his arms all over the place with a beer bottle in his hand. Avery tried to back away but unded up in the corner. "No dad what its not my fault that guy was rich thats why she ran off." SHe tried to say but got punched across the face gaining a new shiner. "NO ITS YOUR FAULT YOU SHOULD HAVE NEVER BEEN BORN AND YOU WILL PAY FOR ALL THE PAIN YOUR CAUSED!!" He yelled and started to beat her a normal routine from when he gets drunk and does not fall asleep from it. After a while her dad had finally stopped beating her and went to his room and passed out while his daughter was laying on the floor in a lot of pain. Her limped leg was not worst and her arm was hard to move and her side was going to be really brusied tomorrow. Once she finally was able to stand and heard her dad snoring she walked outside and sat on the porch getting some freash air and hoped the cool night air would help lessen the pain.

As the evening approached, Roland made a decision to go straight to bed early, but before he did he wanted to write into his journal about the day and what he had experienced before it came to an end. As he grabbed both the journal and the pen out of his top drawer in his room, he walked over towards his mattress and sat down beginning to open up the book and ready to write down his passage. Before he could, he heard a knock and looked to realize he was interrupted by Steven who was getting ready for his shower wearing only a pair of jeans and decided to say a few things at his bedroom door before doing so. “Hey. Getting ready to write again huh? Well my parents just wanted me to come up and tell you that we have some leftovers from dinner earlier so if we want to take that with school with us tomorrow instead of eating the cafeteria food they said to go ahead. Just wanted to let you know.” Roland nodded his head to an understanding as he replied.“Sounds good. All right then I’ll see you in the morning. Good night Steven.” As Steven waved at him for a goodnight and proceeded to his shower, Roland got back to his journal as he thought for a minute what to put down. While thinking, he kept his eraser part of the pencil onto his chin for a quick second trying to think, but then pressed somewhat hard to realize a small sting of pain he felt from earlier, and then he remembered. As the thought of his memory had hit him, he gripped his pencil firmly and pressed it down into an empty page of his journal as he began to write. Roland’s evening summary, Tuesday Another day gone, one that had me face something quite unusual…..or someone in that matter. Where she came from or why she was here only stands as a mystery right now, but it’s one I tend to figure out and solve. Some girl named Avery….some new girl that just came out of nowhere, and….well….I really don’t know how to describe her. She seemed so scared and fragile, yet smart and intelligent as well. I even hurt myself trying to get her to talk to me, and even though she helped me, she still took off wanting me to stay away from her. It doesn’t make any sense, and it’s leaving me confused as to what to do. Maybe I should just leave her alone and let her be. But then again, I don’t let things go so easily. Maybe if I can find someway to help her, then maybe….just maybe I might actually find out more about her. Maybe become her friend or something…..that’s if she wants to be, maybe be her only friend. From the looks of it she seems alone, maybe not, but still. I’m going to try again tomorrow, due to the fact that she left me her treatment pad, so that could be a start. As he closed up his journal, he got up and put it back in his top drawer, flipped off the light, and returned to his bed for a good nights sleep. Before he closed his eyes, he silently said something to himself, then went to sleep. “I’m not giving up. I never give up.”

Avery was able to go to her room after she felt a little better after having another drunk beatin from her father. Her room just had a matress with old sheets and blankets, a simple old desk, and a dresser that did not hold very many clothes. She climbed ontp her matress not bothering to change at all and just pulled the blankets over her and tried to get some sleep at least before ahving to wake up early to make her dad breakfast. "When will this suffering finally end for me." She said to hrself as she fell asleep for the night. Once morning came her alarm clock went off and her body felt stiff as she turned her alarm off and slowly got off her bed but saw no point of changing her closthes for her joints were to stiff. She got her backpack all set and found a pair of sunglasses for she knew that she had a black eye. Avery made it down stairs and got breakfast started. THe normal eggs, bacon, sausage, and biscuts which non of it was for her since her dad never allowed her to eat so she had to sneak food when she could. Once she was done cooking she heard her dad come down the stairs. "Avery breakfast better be ready for I am not in the mood to be angry." He said for he had a nasty hang over. "Its ready dad." SHe said and he jsut took the plate of food and beer. "Get out now and get to school I do not want to see your face." He said as she grabbed ehr stuff and put her sunglasses on before getting out the door. She let out a long sigh as she made her way down the sidewalk to the school and making sure her sunglasses stayed on her face for she did not want anyone to see her face.

As the alarm went off in his room, Roland turned in his bed trying to locate the alarm with blurry eyes as he awoke. Once he found it and shut it off, he opened his bedroom curtain to see a bright light of yellow sunshine hit him in the face, clarifying that morning had arose. Afterwards, he decided to take a real quick shower so he could get clean and woke up better before going to school, ensuring that he was awake and aware to what would happen, and what could happen. After his shower, he dressed himself and grabbed his journal out of his top drawer then presumed out of his room and headed out the door. He stopped at the front door for a moment to call out to Steven who took a little longer than expected to be ready to go.

“Hey Steven! Come on man, we’re going to be late if you don’t hurry!”

As Steven ran downstairs and tried to put on a jacket while doing so, he replied to Roland. “Ok, all right. Let’s get out of here.” As Steven made his exit and Roland closed the door behind both of them, they began making their way to school, and while doing so, Roland opened up his journal to begin his morning writing.

Roland’s morning summary, Wednesday

Another morning, another school day. One that leaves me with a challenge to get a certain someone to actually sit down and cooperate with me. I need to remember that in order for me to get an actual conversation with you know who, I need to be somewhere that seems lonesome and peaceful, seeing that she likes these type of settings. But I also need to make sure that I can get her to trust me, making sure that she can come up and talk to me without worry or hesitation, because no one else seems to be trying due to they all think she’s a joke. That’s how it usually ends up on someone’s first day of school.

Present yourself different than everyone else, and you mark your name as an outcast. Kind of reminds me when I first started school back when I moved here……….

As Roland’s past childhood was mentioned to himself, his memories as a child came intact as he saw in his mind of an incident that occurred when he was just a little boy. Before he could go deeper into thought, Steven called out his name.

“Roland! ……Roland? …..HEY!?” As Roland shook his head quickly, his mind had come back to reality and to the current predicament, and as he looked down at his journal he decided that what he wrote would be good enough for a morning passage as he closed it up. After doing so, Steven asked him another question before arriving at school.

“Roland……you ok?” As Roland looked over to Steven, he smiled and replied to ensure that everything was fine. “I’m fine Steven, I’m just thinking that’s all.” And just after everything was said, they made their way into school.

Avery was at her locker having a hard time moving for everytime she took a step all she felt was throbbing pain like she had just tried to run a marathon without training. HEr body felt stiff and she made sure her sunglasses stayed on her face for she did not want anyone to see her black eye and to make sure her arms were not exposed from under her sleeves. "Conceal don't feel....Concel don't feel don let it show." She said for all she wanted to do was hide it for she knew if she tried to tell anyone the beating would get worst and no one would believe her. Once she made sure her sleeves covered her arms and part of her hands she closed her locker and made her way to math class.

All the students stared at her and started to talk more. "What a loser she is wearing the same outfit as yesterday I bet is smells now." One girl said as she held her nose. "I bet she thinks those sunglasses will make her cool well it doesn;t she is just a loser I bet she is dirt broke." A guy said as she walked past them and knew they said it loud on purpose. Avery did her best to ignore it as she walked in the classroom to see that she was the first one in and just walked to the best in the back corner. Once she sat down she pulled out her sketch book and started a new drawing of another angel where a dark evil figure had chains wraped around the angels wings.

SHe had a real talent for drawing for it was her special talent but she knew at this rate she might not make it as a well known artist. SO she just used ot to help her get through life with her horrible father.

After they grabbed everything that was needed out of their lockers, Roland and Steven made their way into class to realize that the bell hasn’t rung yet and that they were the first two there, or at least so they thought. (Sighs) “I knew we were too early.” said Steven who was not very excited about being the only ones in the classroom as he continued speaking. “Man everyone is out in the halls, and you never know we might miss something awesome, can we just go back outside?” As Roland tried to ignore Steven’s complaining while looking around the classroom, he spotted someone of familiarity and found out that they weren’t they only ones in the room alone. It was her.

“Steven, look.” said Roland quietly as he tried to get Steven to spot the girl before he started complaining again. “It’s her. What do we do?”

“What do we do? You mean, what do you do.” Said Steven as he tried to make his point across. “I told you I’m not getting involved in this mess of yours, so if you’ll excuse me.” As Steven tried to make way to his desk, Roland stopped him for a minute before he could get there and asked him a question silently.

“Steven wait…..I got an idea. You go ahead and go back outside before the bell rings so that I can talk to her for a minute.” Before Steven made it to his desk, he looked at Roland with a doubtful face, and as Roland looked back at him with his determined look, Steven rolled his eyes as he made his way back to the halls. “If something cool happens you won’t be able to see it, but whatever you say man.”

As Steven left the room, Roland saw his opportunity to finally see on what this girl’s deal was. Without saying anything he sat at a desk that was close and next to hers while he observed on what she was doing. She looked as if she was either writing or drawing something in her sketch book that she had, so Roland found it amusing and questionable. Once he got comfortable, he looked at her without missing a beat and began to speak with one simple word.

“Hi.”