Unforgettable - Love Story -

Quinn Diaz was just a normal popular girl at her school. Her best friend was the most popular girl in existence - due to fame. One day Sierra, her best friend, had persuaded her to do something completely evil. Quinn went up to the well-known blind kid at school named Joseph Caddy and shoved a pie in his face. Joseph eventually fought whoever was in front of him and accusing them of pie-facing him. The results ended up with Joseph and Quinn both getting into ISS.

Will something spectacular happen for them? Will they eventually become friends?

(Douglas School Shooting inspired Movella)

7Likes
18Comments
3389Views
AA

3. Chapter 2

Joseph’s POV

 

    I wake up to the annoying sound of dishes clanking around in the kitchen. Being blind may not give you the benefit to see, but it definitely gives you extreme hearing. I plug my ears with my fingers and growl. Everything is so annoying! Life is annoying.

    I get up out of my bed and be careful. My mom put a special rug on the side of my bed so I don’t slip on the hardwood floor. Apparently, she’s trying to buy carpeting or the whole house - but she’s just too busy. My family life is different. I hoist myself off my bed after I grab my white stick. I know it’s white because white is the only color I can kind of see. Everything else is just a big blur.

    Most of my room is white. My family and I live in a big house. Before I was blinded, I loved the way my house looked. It was white and grey and little hints of black. There is almost no carpet in this whole house - except occasional rugs. My mom put a long carpeted pug on our staircase so I don’t trip and fall off that either.

    I poke around with my stick and find the door. It’s not hard because I do this every morning. My hand grasps the cold doorknob and opens it. I step out and smell a delicious scent coming from the kitchen. The cooks are probably cooking up something good.

    I take one step on the stairs and feel no rug. Where was my protection from falling and practically dying in the hands of my mother?

“MOM!” I shout, just like I do every morning.

Yes, Joseph? What is it?” She shouts almost immediately. I can hear the worry in her voice.

“Where’s the rug?” I sass a little. I don’t mean to give attitude, but my life is just hard.

“Oh - you’re up earlier than you’re supposed to be… Alphonse moved it to sweep under the stairs.”

“Well, is Alphonse trying to fucking kill me?!”

“Joseph! No foul language in this house!”

“No foul language my ass,” I start walking down the stairs anyway, if I slip and fall, Alphonse will get fired anyway.

“Joseph, please be careful,” she mumbles as I reach the last few steps.

    Just as I reach close to the bottom steps, I start to mess with my mom. I pretend to almost miss a step and fall even though I’m not actually falling. Mother gasps and grabs my arms, carefully helping me down the last couple steps.

“Could you not be a petty dick for two-seconds?” Jenny, my older sister asks. She was munching on something loud.

“What? I just fell.”

“No, you didn’t. You were pretending just to make mom feel bad.”

“Maybe that is the case.”

    I continue to walk down the stairs and finally get to the floor. I hear my mother sigh, and my sister groan. One of them flicks me in the forehead - Jenny. I just giggle and continue on with my day. As I walk away, I can hear my mother whining to Jenny about me. Jenny was always trying to be the favorite. I venture towards my personal dresser, who dresses me in my regular white shirt, slacks, and my regular shoes.

    I normally dress differently every day. Everything I do wear usually costs more than people’s rent - okay, maybe I do brag about my wealth. When I could see, I could see everything so vividly. My dad was the one who made everyone happy. Well, he made us wealthy, happy, intelligent, and just everything we could ask for.

 

My dad died six years ago.

------------------------------------

    Michael, my chauffeur, drops me off at school. I can see blurry figures through my glasses scrambling around and even surrounding me. This happens every morning when I arrive. I don’t know if it’s because I arrive at school in a limo, or if it’s because I carry a long white stick and wear sunglasses to hide my eyes.

“Dude, check out that ride though!” I hear a boy whisper-shout to someone.

“I know right? But it belongs to the blind kid.” the other kid says as if it were a joke.

    I just keep walking. Normally, I would get all aggressive and in his face, but today, I’m just not feeling it. I stroll by and just ignore the fact that they’re even there. I can’t see things clearly - but I can see faintly. White things turn out mostly clear, and so far, all I see is silhouettes of white people and cars.

    When I arrive inside of the school, everything gets colder. I like the cold. It makes me feel powerful and above others. I know it sounds weird, but I just like feeling the breeze. As soon as I walk in, Jenny loops her arm in mine and says,

“Look, you better not fuck up today your dick. Just because you’re disabled, doesn’t mean you get to treat everyone like shit.”

“You’re reminding me because…?”

“Because…” Her voice trails off and she starts to slow down, “Hey Ellie.”

    I can feel a smile spread across Jenny’s face as we approach a white figure. I don’t know exactly what she looks like, but I can feel her presence.

“Hi! I literally just got out of my car - so excuse the morning rush.” She chuckles and then says, “You must be Joseph.”

    Her voice is sweet. Kind of like honey. I smile, mainly because Jenny told me not to be a dick head for once.

“That’s me.”

“It’s nice to meet you finally!” She perks and shakes my hand aggressively.

“Why are we meeting…?” I turn my head to Jenny, whose expression I can’t tell. Ellie makes a noise of realization.

“Right - your sister didn’t tell you. I’m here to guide you with your school work and around the school. It’s like we’ll be best friends.”

    A guidance person? Doesn’t Jenny know I stopped using them freshman year? I have friends who will notify me if I mess up. I don’t need another burden. My mouth curves down into a slight frown and I unlink arms with Jenny. I turn and attempt to walk away.

“Joey where are you going?” Jenny calls after me. I can hear an unfamiliar chuckle which I can only assume is Ellie’s. She thinks this is funny?

“Away from you,” I shout back, not turning around. She growls and I can hear her murmur.

“Sorry...he can’t accept the fact that he’s disabled.”

“Oh, it’s alright, he’ll come around as soon as I’m with him.”

“Thanks for doing this Ellie, it really means a lot to our family.”

    Finally, I hit a point to where I can’t see them anymore. I continue walking and eventually find my friends because they shout,

“JOEEEEYYYYYY! My man!” Tuck greets, slapping his arm on my back.

“What’s Gucci?” I reply with a laugh. I feel more open and more outgoing when I’m with my friends.

“Your outfit, DAMN!” Geo exclaims with a hoot.

“You’re wearing Gucci everything bro. You need to hook me up with your dresser!” Harvey suggests. I laugh and take a seat as Tuck gives me a chair.

“Gentleman,” I start, signaling them to all sit-down. We meet in our own special corner every day that has a table and four chairs. We - they can see the cheerleaders very clearly from this spot.

“I have a proposition.” I say, moving my head as if I was looking at them, “I’m trying to help my special kids get more power around here.”

“What do you mean?” Harvey asks. Harvey is usually the much more subtle one.

“I mean, we need to go to that bake sale that that stupid kid - what’s his name…?”

“Rose - or Alex - or android? I think one of those is his name.” Geo states.

“Alex.” Harvey reminds. I can hear him pull out a paper and start to scribble things down.

“We’re going to raid their asses. Mainly because they haven’t been treating me the way I want to be treated.”

“I like the way you’re going with this Joey,” Geo says as Tuck laughs. Harvey is still quiet.

“Thoughts Harvey?” I ask, everting my attention to the whitest figure I can find.

“Let’s do this.”=

A wicked smile creeps upon my face. Evil things make me feel powerful – but doing evil things that benefit those in need make me feel like a god. I choose to be a god more than anything else very often. It also does help a lot that I have the best friends anyone could ask for. They treat me like a king.

Tuck is usually the one friend who sucks at everything knowledge wise but is a genius in any sport you put him to. I know this because he’s in unified lacrosse with me and is my guide. Tuck made me team captain.

Geo, on the other hand, is the chick magnet. He’s got all the girls – not as much as me, but he’s close. Every time we have a party at my house, he brings us all girls and just life. Geo is pretty smart – in history and world wars, but nothing else really.

Then there’s Harvey. He’s the super smart blonde guy that is nice to everyone. He and I became friends in the seventh grade when I was able to see. Out of all the boys, Harvey is the one I can faintly see the best because he I pale and has blonde hair.

Suddenly as we plan our mischievous scheme, a delicious smell rises up my nose. I can hear the moans of my friends, which must mean that it has to smell really good. I turn around because I feel like that’s where the smell is coming from.

“Boys, do you smell what I smell?”

“Hell yeah, it’s coming from the kitchen.” Tuck states. Geo laughs along with Harvey.

“I want whatever is coming from the kitchen,” I demand. One of them helps me up and starts to walk me towards something.

“You sure this is what you want?” Harvey calls from behind. I stop in my tracks and turn around.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, are you sure you want to go and jack some of their food? Wouldn’t that be a dick move?” He asks. I scoff like he said something stupid.

“Harvey, we’ve had this talk.” I remind, stomping my stick on the ground aggressively.

“I know, but –“

“I get what I want when I want it.”

“Yes I know but –“

“Dude, just let king Joseph live on,” Geo says beside me in an annoyed tone. I can hear Harvey groan.

“Right – okay. Sorry for even trying.”

“Apology accepted.” I accept and turn around again.

            I feel bad for being a dick all the time. With dad not being around...I just can’t be normal or the same. Everything feels so empty and so lost when I have my own control. My mom is too fucking scared to do anything with me. Jenny tries, but nothing can be as good as dad, Dad was the key to everything.

“Woah – what do you think you morons are doing?” A familiar female voice says. We had finally gotten into the kitchen.

“So, like we smelled something good and we wanted to see what it was,” Tuck says willingly. I roll my blind eyes in annoyance.

“You’re the girl from before.” I say, recognizing her voice, but not quite remembering her name, “What’s your name again?”

“Oh, the dick-head. I’m not telling you my name.” She scolds. Geo laughs Tuck does too. I can tell their voices and laughs apart because Geo is lower, and Tuck is just a tad higher.

“Ouch. Darling that’s a bit rude don’t you guys think?” I reply in a sarcastic tone. Tuck and Geo both agree with me.

“Don’t worry we know who she is,” Tuck says.

“Who is this young lady then?”

“Quinn Diaz. Best friend with Sierra La’fair and her twin brother is Theo.” Geo finishes.

“You’re a Diaz twin. Who would have known? You guys are major lacrosse freaks - the announcements told me.”

“What the hell do you want?” She crosses her two light arms over her chest.

“I just want some delicious treats.”

 

 

 

A/N: YOOOOOOO Okay, so what's your opinion on the REAL Joseph? He really has no pride does he? Shame.

 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...