chapter one: Jack

If any of you have read the book "Flip" then you know how this is going to go. The story is going to jump back in forth from Jacks point of view, to Constance's point of view.

  

     I dont trust many people.  I'm a very paranoid person, and I don't trust many people.  The problem with this, is that no matter how many times I try to explain this to people, no one understands why.  I was bullied for most of my life, and my parents are divorced.  Both of these problems are not uncommon in the area where I live.  But they are two extemely good reasons to not trust people.  For example, I once trusted that my parents would always be together.  I once trusted that my friends were genuinley my friends.  But in both of those situations, I was wrong.  Thus, for all the time I've been around, I have never trusted anyone.

      I had just moved to Spring Lake in June.  It's a generic suburb, full of generic people.  There really wasn't much to do there.  But I have always been the type of person who doesn't do much anyway, so it didn't matter.  My mom had me full time, so I was always stuck with her.  She's a kind woman, but she can be very ditzy.

     When I started High School at Spring Lake High, I was not in the mood to talk to anyone.  I missed my Dad, and my older brother, who had just recently gotten married.  My brother and I had always been very close, so it was difficult for me to be away from him for too long.  He was always looking out for me when I was being picked on in elementary school.  No one I have ever met since has looked out for me like he did.  No one except Constance.

 

      The first time I stepped in to homeroom, I immidiately noticed Constance.  She was wearing a gray sweater, jeans, and maccasins.  She dark brown, almost redish hair.  It was like no other hair color I had seen before.  It was short, and it only went down to her shoulders.  She was a short girl, who was atleast two heads shorter than me.  She was standing at the chalk board, holding a peice of chalk in one hand, and an eraser in the other.  Class had already begun, and I was a bit late.  The class was silent, and she turned her head, and noticed me for the first time.  Her eyes were large, and green.  They were the biggest, greenest eyes I had ever seen on a girl.  They were lovely.  And for the first time in my life, I fell in love.  Unfortunately, I fell in love with someone who I would regret meeting, later on.

Author's Note

I apologise for taking so long in finishing chapter one :( I promise, I will work hard at making the story a lot better. Again, I apologise for spelling errors. I am not a good speller, so please don't say I didn't warn you :(

Reviews

[Castonovia]

Interesting thus far especially the first paragraph about mistrust... I don't trust many people either and it might sound bad out loud, but it's a good quality to have in a character, can't make them too trusting and such. I look forward to what's to come ;)