And I Hope It Stays Like That

Imogen-Hope is a 15 year old girl who is suicidal and is extremely close to killing herself. But when the popular boy at her school starts showing interest in her she begins to see light at the end of an extremely dark tunnel. But can Alex change her life forever, or is it already to late.

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3. Chapter 2

 

Alex

So a bit about me! I’m Alex I’m fifteen and I’m that sort of happy go lucky guy who, well not to toot my own horn or anything here, but, I’m that sort of guy who everyone just loves!

So let’s start with school. I have loads of friends and I know everyone. Well to be honest they know me I don’t necessarily know them! But never mind, for every one person who knows my name and knows who I am its one more point on my popularity count. The only down side to school is that I’m not doing so well in my lessons. I’m under achieving in all of them except for P.E I’m top of the class in that!

There is one person though that I see around and I don’t know anything about. She must be smart ‘coz she’s not in any of my lessons and I’m bottom set for well everything (again except for P.E). She’s never hanging around with anyone and no one knows anything about her. I don’t know why but I want to know more about her. I find her... interesting to look at. She’s quite pretty. But I never get the chance to talk to her because someone I know is always there.  I guess there is one down side to popularity.

Well anyway my life isn’t all that perfect. At home everything’s a bit different. Instead of being noticed I’m ignored. No one speaks to me at home and I even have to feed myself because I’m just forgotten. I wish I could move away, and I would, but I have too much here to lose. I won’t let my no good parents ruin my life socially and education wise! I may seem angry and that I hate them but not really I just... I just wished they’d care. I wish that at least one thought in there day was about me not ripping each other’s heads off and threatening to ring the police on one another. They never do. Ring the police, I mean. I wish they did. Then the police would realise how much they hate me and take me away or at least away but not too far that I’d have to change school. I couldn’t do that.

My friends don’t know about my parents. They have never been to my house and have never met my mum and dad. I won’t let them meet them-I don’t want them to know about it all and then hate me because I have loser parents. When I have kids I won’t be like that. I will care for them and give them everything they want and listen to everything they have to say. To be honest though, to put it simply, I will just be the exact opposite of my Mum and Dad.

No one at school knows about my parents...

And I hope it stays like that...

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