|No One Does
Author: AnonymousReaderPerson PM
The Possibles 3. Nick, Caleb, and Kody are in a famous band and enter high school forced. Esz Jackson: a poor stubborn student. Misery almost all her life. How does she cope with it all? And after meeting her favorite band, will she open her eyes to a whole different world? Can she finally stand up to everything that has pushed her down? Read and Review, please! AU.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 3 - Words: 6,787 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 10-21-12 - Published: 10-12-12 - id: 8602356
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Listening to: "Take My Hand" ~Simple Plan
Yesterday, I heard a rumor that the all time teen stars The Possibles 3 are going to come Brooks Performing Arts. Today, I want to find out if it was true or not.
Wait, back it up to an explanation. My life. See, I have a problem. Huge problem. And that problem is that I don't belong in Brooks Performing Arts and I don't know about life anymore. So make that two huge problems.
That school is for the rich and talented. Apparently, I don't fit in because I'm only talented and smart but not rich; that's why I don't belong there. Or at least that's what a lot of the other students tell me.
I started out with some friends, but once word got around that I was poor person, with a stripper for a mother, and a bummed out dad: people just got disgusted of me. I don't know why they would do that since I'm always nice to people but I had a feeling that Chesley Bann and Stone Blakemore had something to do with this. This process seemed to be a repeating thing because all throughout my life, things would start like good and peaceful. But then someone decides to hate on me and spread those rumors and BAM! Just like that, no one stuck with me in school.
Hang on scratch that, only one person did become my friend and eventually my best friend.
Nico Prior was a transfer in my elementary school in third grade. When I tried to give him the cold shoulder, he decided to just stay with me. He was an inch taller than me with jet black hair, sea-green eyes, pale skin, high cheekbones, and also had an athletic build. He was kinda rich so he got to many places but nothing like those snobby rich kids that I've seen. I always liked his fashion because it was always simple like mine; nothing fancy and all that. Nico was always there for me when tough times came around and would comfort me when I had no one else to go to. We would always play music together as well since it was our favorite hobby.
The best part that made me love him even more (like a brother) was that when I was forced to apply to this horrible school, he did the same. I was ever so grateful that I wouldn't face high school all by myself.
My mom is a Bourbon stripper who's decent enough and really nice to people who helps us out. I really love her and I would do anything to protect her and keep her happy.
My dad on the other hand was a manager at a mini mart but he mostly stayed home all day. And he's terrible. I mean really terrible; I hate him with all my heart but I don't have the heart or courage to kick him out. He used to be a police officer and a great one but he got injured and then got laid off. He was the never the same after that incident and it really tore me apart because he used to be my hero back then. Dad would now always sit on the couch and watch ESPN all the time. His buddies would come over from time to time to play cards, gamble, or play poker. When that happens, I would leave the house to hang out with Nico, go the park, or stay at Bubba's store. I try really hard not make dad mad but it's not easy. The reward? I.. Let's just say bruises appear on me.
Nico knows. When he found about.. that, I had to put all my strength into holding him back before he went to the door and beat the crap out of my dad.
We were we playing at the park (even though we were 12 at the time) and I fell off the swings. He brought his first aid kit and told me to pull up my sleeve. It was a mistake because I had totally forgotten about the bruises and he saw it. My eyes widened and tried to pull down my sleeve but he grabbed my hand. "Esz," he said quietly. "What caused this? That fall definitely didn't create this."
"It's nothing," I avoided his eyes. He knew all about me and my family. "I'm just really clumsy sometimes. That's all. Come on, I'm fine. Let's go-"
"Esz!" He grabbed my wrist and I winced just a little. "What the hell is this?! Who did it?!"
"Quiet down, Nico." People started looking at us. I dragged him to a tree far away from the playground. "Nico, don't get into this please."
"Who did this though?!" He slammed his fist onto the tree. Then realization dawned on his face. "It's him. Isn't it? It's your dad. That son of a-"
"Nico, calm down." I held onto him, and looked at him in the eyes. "Look Nico, you have to promise me not to angry around my dad. I know what you could do and I really appreciate it that you want to help out but this is my fight. I have to handle this alone. If I have to go through life, I have to face this alone. It's just a stage in life. You can be my supporter. Stay with me and cheer me up at times but this here is my fight. I have to endure it, by myself."
"Damn it, Esz." He pulled me into a tight hug. "You too stubborn for your own good." And I wiped a tear that traced down my cheek before he saw it.
Too stubborn. I know that Nico. But where are you now?
The last two days I haven't seen him at all. Usually we would meet up at my house so we can walk to school together. But he's been absent since Thursday. Today was Tuesday. I went to his house yesterday but it was empty.
I wanted to confirm if The Possibles 3 were really coming to our school. They're our, me and Nico, favorite band of all time. Bubba would always play their songs whenever I or Nico came to his store. I didn't really like the guys as crushes because I really don't want the drama at all. It's just not worth it.
Anyways, I went to my first class when the bell rang. As usual, I'm the first one there. I took my usual seat in the front row next to the teacher's desk. I got ready for class while the three students filed into the classroom. The students went to the back of the room and talked among themselves. They were a little suspicious because they were wearing sunglasses even though it wasn't sunny much today. They were also two guys and one girl, which got me even more thinking. The Possibles 3 consisted of 3 teens that are 2 two boys and 1 girl. Oh man. Oh man. I was going to go up to them when more people started to file inside the classroom. Great. Now I never meet them alone. Oh well. Alright, even though I'm a huge fan of them, I promised myself that I won't get involve with the celebrities until I'm older.
"Hey," someone said. I looked up hoping to see Nico grinning down at me, but it was just Madaug. I know funny name, huh? The first time me and Nico met him, Nico pronounced his name as "Mad Dog". I scolded at him to not be rude but Madaug laughed and said that it was all right. I asked him if he pronounced it "Mah-dug" and he smiled, saying that I was the first in many years to get it right.
Madaug looked like one of those stereotypical nerds. His hair is cropped short and dishwater blond with big blue eyes, that were covered with thin-rimmed glasses. He's the computer whiz at this school and he even showed me and Nico that he was really good with the keyboard, piano, and drums. He has a great voice too. Madaug was also one of the few who was nice to me. But he just didn't hung out with anyone except for a few other rich kids who were good on computers as well.
"Morning," I greeted back. "Listen, have you seen Nico?"
He thought about it. "No. Haven't seen him since Thursday."
I sighed. "Where is he?" Then the second bell rang and everyone quieted down while the teacher wrote the date on the board.
"Okay, class." Mr. Rick turned turned to us with a warm smile. "We have three new students that will be with us for the next three years. Please stand up." He told the new teens.
They stood and looked nervous but removed their shades. Sure enough, it was the Possibles 3 band. I gaped at them. I've never thought that I would meet them in my lifetime. But here they were, proving me wrong. Nick cleared his throat and started.
"Hey, teens, Nick Guitar here." He smiled. This guy had cropped short brown hair, and black eyes. He's tall and looks savvy but tough. Sarcasm was his best ability, apparently. He also has this charm that makes you look at him when passes by.. Or so I've read.
"Wassup! Caleb Malphas, coming at you." Caleb was someone I consider as the cool type when I first saw him. I changed my mind quickly on that. He has dark short hair, tall, and perfect features. He also had that aura of being a mischievous person, and that he competes a lot with Nick and Nekoda on their sarcasm.
"And the most awesomest of the group, Kody Kennedy." She said grinning, while the other two rolled their eyes. Her hair was long silky brown hair. She has green eyes that almost looked like they were glowing. She was as tall as her cousins. I also read somewhere that her favorite color is pink, really nice, and blabbed a lot when she got nervous.
The funny thing to me is that they were all 15 who have smart mouths and had a thing for demons and other creatures "make believe".
Once I got out of my shock I turned back to my song. I had to finish the lyrics by Thursday. Then find Nico so we can record the song at Bubba's.
Meanwhile, everyone else went into dead silence. (Well except for the teacher because he was just getting papers ready to pass out.)
Two girls fainted and then all hell broke loose.
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