CHAPTER THREE: School & Players.

~Jonson's POV~

I wake up and look to my alarm clock. Shiz! It's 7:30am! I'm sooo late!

I jump out of bed and run into my bathroom. I brush my teeth and comb my hair, making sure my bangs cover my for head, then I rush to my closet and get dressed. I grab my hat and rush out with my school bag.

When I reach the bottom of the stairs I freeze. Dad is about to leave for work. I slowly back up. He looks over and sees me. Shiz! "Jonson? What are you doing home?" I gulp. "I forgot to set my alarm and overslept. I-I'm leaving now!" I say and he glares at me. I start backing up with wide eyes. I know that look all to well.

I take off up the stairs but he catches at the top step and throws me down. I try to get up but he kicks my side. I roll into the fetal position on my good side and he kicks my back. He grabs the top of my hair and pulls me up so I'm eye level with him. My hands go up my hair and I let out a small yelp.

"You forgot? You forgot? FORGOT!? I'LL TEACH YOU TO BE FORGETFUL! YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF TRASH!" He spits in my face and throws me to the ground. Right before he can punish me any further his watch beeps and he freezes. He checks his watch. "Your lucky I have a meeting boy. Now get to school!" He says and I nod rapidly. "Y-Yes sir!" I say and rapidly get up. I grab my bag and hat that fell off then run out the door and all the way to school nonstop.

At school I go to the restroom and rush into the handicap stall. I lock it and tear off my shirt and jacket to look at my bruised up side and all the other bruises I suffered from falling down the stairs. I put my top and jacket back on. I grab my black leather gloves and put them on to hide the bruises on my hands. I grab my makeup bag, yes I have a makeup bag, and grab my concealer to use it to hide the bruises on my neck and face.

When I'm done I go to the office to grab my schedule. All AP & Honors classes... As usual.

I walk to first period and knock on the door.

~Sofia's POV~

About half way into my first period, advanced algebra, a knock sounds at the door. The teacher opens it up to that guy that was at the beach. "I'm sorry young man, But why are you in my class room?" She asks him and he scratches the back of his head. "I'm Jonson Star? I didn't set my alarm last night..." She looks to him wide eyed then checks her roster to see if he's really in this class.

"W-well take your seat then." She says and he sits behind me. "Sup Doll Face." He whispers behind me and my eye twitches.

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Sorry it's short but I'll try making the next longer.