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Trouble on Elm Street |
| Written by Dani | |
| Friday, 11 April 2008 | |
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Share it:      I stood up quickly causing my chair to fly back. "I’m not going to military school!" I screamed at them. I ran out of the house as my dad went for the phone. -Go ahead call the police to find me- I screamed silently in my head. If your wondering who "I" is, I’m Addison Thomas, but everyone calls me Ace. I’m a girl and I have no clue where my nickname started or came about but I think it’s cool. I’m now a Sophomore in high school and I did something to get my parents mad at me like usual. I hate my parents! I wish I could just switch places with some other kid. Okay, my parents are loaded and they want me to go to a private school or military school now . They also think I should dress like a ’Prim Proper Young Lady’. Ha! Like that will ever happen. I like to dress in loose fitting clothes and tennis shoes so when I need to run from the cops or my parents I can just take off. I climb a tree in the near by park on our road. The cops know I usually keep running till I can’t anymore but I decided to switch it up a bit. Our house is the only three-story house on the block. Talk about embarrassing but I can usually bear it because I have the greatest best friend in the world! His name is Dallas Johnson. He usually helps me with any of my problems. I’ve known him since I was three and he was four. He would be a junior but he dropped out. I felt my phone vibrate and I looked at the caller i.d. Dallas "Yeah?" I asked. "Hey I saw you run out of your house!" he said. "The cops are at your house talking to your dad! Was happened this time." "My parents want to send me off to military school." she hissed into the phone. "They think that’ll teach me not to do what I do best, piss ’em off!" Dallas’ end of the line was quiet for a moment and then he said, "Make sure that doesn’t happen! I don’t know what I would do for entertainment if you weren’t here." I heard the sirens of the cop cars coming. "Hey they are almost here!" I said and hung up on Dallas. I didn’t want to be caught to early in the game. One of them stopped in the park to check around while the other sped on through. I wonder what would happen to a cop who sped. . . I felt the branch give way underneath me and break. I was to caught uo in my conversation with Dallas that I hadn’t notice the branch couldn’t hold me. I tumbled to the ground which caught the fat cop’s attention. He waddled after me his fat getting in the way. I had sprained my ankle pretty badly otherwise I wouldn’t have gotten caught. The cop tackled me to the ground causing my sprained ankle to get worse possibly even broken from the cop’s blubber. He hand-cuffed me but I knew they would just take me home and add it to my many offenses. . .
I glared at my parents as the cops pushed me down into the couch of our living room. My hands were still cuffed and the cops had a hand on each of my shoulders so I didn’t start to run. "Please honey!" my mom said. "We are doing this for your own good!" "FOR MY OWN GOOD?" I screamed. "If it’s for my own good you wouldn’t be sending me there!" "QUIET!" roared my father. "You will go and that’s that!" He walked out of the room in a fury. I smirked. This is the first time he had done that in a while. Mission accomplished. My mom made the cops leave saying they could handle it now. She seemed to have gotten really friendly with the tall young and skinny cop. Yuck. Before my mom could start talking to me or my dad came back I went up the steps to my room. I sat down in my room and looked at the posters on the wall of my favorite bands. I had painted my room black to annoy my parents but I kinda like it. I pulled my phone out and called Dallas. "Hey Dal, I think I might just have to go to Military school." I said. "Aw cmon!" he whined into the phone. "Ace can’t! I’ll be lonely without you here! Plus, the early morning police chases, I’ll definately miss those!" "Hey but think about it!" I said. "At least they aren’t sending me to a ladies school or whatever! I could definately use Military school to my advantage." "Fine! Fine!" he finally agreed. "As long as you promise when you get back you’ll remember me!" "I promise!" I said. "Now I got to go!" "Bye" "Bye" I hung up and stared at the ceiling. I went down to find my mom and tell her that I would go. As soon as I did she let out a sigh of relief and the next day I was off to Military School.
1 Year Later I stepped off the bus that had dropped me off in front of my house. I was totally decked out in military gear. I liked the camouflage beret I was wearing. I had cut my dark brown hair short while I was there. It was easier to do the challenge courses. My name is Addison Thomas. My nickname at my regular highschool is Ace but my nickname at Military School was Thomas because the instructors there only called you by your last name so every just called you by your last name. I heaved a sigh and started up the sidewalk when I heard some shout out Ace. I turned around and looked. I was startled to see a handsome boy almost six feet away. He had short shaggy black hair and hazel eyes. He broke out into a smile. "Ace!" he said happily. "Um. . .Hi?" I said confused. "What do you want?" "Oh! You don’t remember me!" he said, disappointed. "I thought you would remember me after you promised you would." It finally dawned on my who the handsome kid in front of me was. "Dallas!" I said dropping my bags and running towards him. I jumped on him and he caught me. My legs were around him. "You turned into a handsome man while I was gone!" I said smiling. "You changed alot! I was surprised I couldn’t tell who you were!" "Hey it’s alright!" Dallas said holding me up. "You look different too! Your long brown hair has been cut and really short too! Your even skinnier and have more muscles." I laughed out loud. It felt good. "I’ve been to hell and back!" I said. "I deserve something for it!" I unwrapped my legs from around his body and hugged him tightly. "So how have my parents been since I left?" I added. He looked at me awkwardly. "Well your mom died in a car accident 3 months after you left and then two months after that your dad was emitted into the psych ward or hospital or whatever you call it!" he said, quietly. "And since you are of legal age I think, you have your whole family fortune now, I guess." I stared at him and fell to my knees. I started to cry. No matter how much I hated my parents I didn’t intend for this to happen. "Ace!" said Dallas getting down on his knees hugging me. "I’m sorry! At least you won’t be getting hurt by them anymore!" I wiped my tears away. "I guess. . ." I mumbled. "Can you come with me?" I picked up my bags and walked into the empty house. I dropped my bags and walked up the steps as Dallas followed, wondering what he was supposed to do. I trudged into my room and sat in the middle of the bed. "How did she die? Like was she drunk or did she get hit?" I asked. "She was hit by a drunk driver on her way home." he said quietly sitting next to me. "She was trying to avoid getting hit by him but he swerved into her lane." I leaned back and fell so that my head hit the pillows. "I feel sorry for all the things I did." I said. "I didn’t even tell her I loved her before she was gone." Copyright 2008 Dani |
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