I hit him over and over until his face was bloody. Then I kept hitting him until a teacher, I think his name was Mr. Cerulli, I don’t remember or care for that matter, pulled me off of him. I’m not done beating that guy up and he wont let me finish. Storming the background...

“Let me go!” I screamed, trying to snatch my way out of his strong, firm grip.

“I don’t think so, Mr. Barakat,” he says, tightening his hands.

He dragged me into the principal’s office, a place I’m far to familiar with, and sits me down. A few moments later the guy I was trying to beat some sense into was sat in the chair beside me. I went to get up and hit him again but Mr. Cerulli was by my side, shoving me back into the chair before my butt even left the cushion.

“Sit,” he commands.

I groaned while rolling my eyes. “Mr. Barakat, Mr. Meredith, please tell me why you were fighting in the middle of the hallway,” the principle, Mrs. Brink, says calmly as she locks her fingers together and places them on top of her desk.

“This douche bag just came out of nowhere and hit me in the face!” Lee Meredith claims, pointing his finger at me.

I slapped his hand out of my face and tried standing again while screaming, “you lying piece of shit!” Searching for truth in the knife.

“Sit down Mr. Barakat!” Mrs. Brink orders firmly. I did as I was told and stopped struggling against Mr. Cerulli. “Now, Mr. Barakat, please tell me what happened in the hallway if Mr. Meredith here is lying.”

“The fucker was trying to make fun of me because I’m gay,” I snapped, gripping onto the handles of the chair I was sitting in. So help me God if he denies it I’ll slit his throat...

“Is that what happened, Mr. Meredith?” Mrs. Brink asks him. He sighed before nodding his head in shame.

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“We have to send you to another home. We can’t take care of you anymore, Jack,” my foster mother, Nicole Bowen, explains sadly.

I nodded reluctantly before going to my room and packing a bag, again. No place to call my home. This wasn’t the first time I had to change foster homes because of my behavior at school. In fact, Im sure it wouldn’t be my last.

I don’t have the best of tempers. To put it bluntly, Im pissed off at the world and the easiest way to show it is to beat the hell out of whoever pisses me off first. Most of the time I can restrain myself. Today, well, Lee had it coming since the day I met him five months ago.

It’s not like I hated him immediately. It’s just that he says stupid stuff that pisses me off. I hate ignorance and he’s the most ignorant person I know. So when he claimed that because I was gay, I like to ‘check him, and every other guy on campus, out’ I got pissed and punched him. A lot.

Since this is my forth suspension of the year, I have been expelled because I can’t be in a ‘proper learning environment’ with other students and Im a ‘safety hazard’. They can al suck me off for all I care.

Im sure that if I didn’t know my parents never wanted me I wouldn’t be such an angry person. Now Im on my knees, try to drain this disease. I just feel so hated all the time. When you mix hate with hate you get super pissed and I guess that’s why Im the way I am. Repair this machine with unsteady hands.

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My social worker just dropped me off at my new home. I haven’t gathered the courage to knock on the door yet, either. The chances of Matt Flyzik, my new foster dad, liking me are slim to none. None of the other foster parents like me. They all kept me because they got more government money that way.

I lifted my hand slowly and knocked on the door. A kid with and unruly mop of hair opened it and gave me a huge smile before yelling, “Flyzik! Jack’s here!”

I flinched at his scream and tried my best to muster up a small smile. Flyzik, Im guessing, came down the stairs and gave me a smile like afro did. I smiled small and waved.

“Hey Jack! Welcome home,” he says happily. My heart melted at that. I’ve never been in a foster home where the owners of the home welcomed me that way. It’s time to break the cycle.

I picked up my bags, with the help of afro and Flyzik. Flyzik then showed me up to my new room. “You get your own room since you’re new here,” he smiles.

“Thank you,” I say while placing my suitcase on my bed.

“No problem. I’ll let you unpack and when you’re ready to come meet Zack and Rian, just come down stairs and I’ll introduce you then give you a tour of the house,” he promises before leaving and shutting the door behind him.

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I walked down the stairs, careful of not falling, before going into the living room where afro, Flyzik, and some other kid with super white teeth. I’ll call him toothpaste for now.

“Jack!” Flyzik exclaims, a huge grin spreading across his face. He gets up off the couch and walks over to stand next to me.

“Hi,” I mumbled, shoving my hands in my pockets. I’ll break through the silence and leave it behind.

He puts his arm around me and points at afro and toothpaste. “That’s Rian,” toothpaste, “and that’s Zack,” afro. “They’re your foster brothers. As you can tell, Im Matt but they call my Flyzik so you can call me that, too. I don’t mind,” he says.

“It’s nice to meet you,” I give them a smile before Flyzik takes my arm and starts leading me around the house, giving me a tour.

He showed me Rian and Zack’s room, his room, both bathrooms, the kitchen, outside, the laundry room, all the closets, and everything else that comes with a house. I lost track after a while.

It was a pretty nice sized home. As Flyzik says, it’s my home now, too. It’s great to know that I don’t have to watch my back at all times, hoping that the little twerps I use to live with wont snitch when I even mumble bad word.

I have a feeling I might like this place. That is, until I start school of course. Im sure I’ll get into some type of fight tomorrow. What new guy doesn’t?

Notes

So, my new story. I hope you all enjoy it! Im super excited about this and I hope you guys enjoy it!

All the bolded/italics are lyrics from the song I named the chapter. They will most likely be in every chapter of this story.

Please comment your opinions please! I would love to hear your thoughts!