Fighting Fate ~chapter 1~ (Part 1)

Four years later
“Hey Tiffany, wait up” Taylor shouted down the sidewalk, as I started to skate to school in my new plaid green skirt and white short sleeved blouse with my black ankle boots, and to spice up my outfit I barrowed one of Taylor’s uniform ties. I liked to be different not he same as every one else but I still had to be in the dress code. My brown hair tied back into a long ponytail in the back of my head wet from the shower and soaking the back of my shirt making it see though so my bra was showing a bit.
When Taylor finally caught up with me we got on are skateboards and skated off to school like always. Taylor wore his white shirt with short baggie green pants. I always did think it was nice of the principal too let us choose the style of our uniforms at least, she didn‘t quit like the idea of uniforms either but said that the district we were in had some rule about it.
Taylor and I are both fourteen, but I’m a month, two days, a hour and three seconds older than he is, and I never let him forget it. We are in the ninth grade and go to Share Field Academy in Tokyo, Japan. Share field isn’t a very big school and it’s not the best but I’ve been going here for my hole life and don’t want to change that now. It’s like my second home. It’s walls are lined with my past and it’s hard to leave all that behind.
We got to school and went to our first class of the day, gym. Taylor and I went into the locker rooms and put are gym uniforms on just in time for the warning bell to go off. The gym is a big court with two basketball hoops at each end. The bleachers fold up against the wall and there are three closets where Mr. Martin, the gym teacher, keeps all his basket balls and other gym supplies.
Ten minutes into the period Allen told the gym teacher, Mr. Martin, that the principal needed to speak with him in her office. Mr. Martin hoping for a rise in his paycheck went unknowingly to the office.
See this goes on everyday and the teachers never notice what the dragons are up too. They tell the teachers that there are free donuts or some thing in the teachers lounge and then when the teacher leaves Frankie put’s a broom though the door handles of the gym and Drake goes buy one at a time asking for something, weather it be money or a date with the girls he liked and if you refused he would get Victor or Frankie too take care of you.
I got off easy for a while because I was Owens girlfriend and Drake couldn‘t do any thing to hurt me. But now is different, Owen and I broke up last Friday and drake could do anything he wanted to, today. I had a feeling that he was going to pick on me, Pretend that I’m worthless and rub dirt in my face just because he hadn‘t done so in a while.
Right before Frankie put the broom through the door handles I quietly told Taylor too follow me and snuck into the hallway. As we got out the door and into the hallway I looked back at Taylor and he wasn’t there. He is terrible at fighting; after all I was the one who scared the boys that were picking on him away in the first grade. So I turned around and started to run back as I bumped into Owen (literally), the shyest member of The Dragon Five. We jumped away from each other, and I brushed my self off like he was a germ. I asked what he wanted and he said,
“Were is your brother?”
I looked at him puzzled and said,
“I don’t have a brother stupid.” then pushed him out of the way and ran back too class. That kid wouldn’t know anything if he wasn’t in the dragon five. But yet he thinks I have a brother.
When I got back to the gym Taylor was just about to be punched in the nose. Eyes squinted and every thing. I ran as fast as I could, just too jump right in front of the blow of the punch that Frankie was about to throw, closed my eyes and caught it in my left hand bumping into Taylor from the blow. I opened my eyes and trying to keep a straight face as I took my hand down, straightened up and looked him in the face. He just walked on by giving Drake a look of more than satisfied.
I turned around to see if Taylor was ok and all I saw was him staring at my hand. Then I looked down, it was bloody and dripping on the floor.
“What did you do that for?” he asked me in a whispering tone of voice.
“I guess it just happened.” I told him. He took my hand and told me that the nurse needed too look at it. As we walked out the gym doors Taylor though the broom on the floor in rage and I thought, I’ve never seen him like this. Then I realized that nearly the whole class was staring and laughing at him.
“You were saved by a girl “ one guy said and I thought, did I do the right thing?
All of second period Taylor and me spent in the nurse’s office, making shure Frankie didn’t break my hand.
“You’re a strong little lady.” Mrs. Crabgrass said to me.
She knows me well because ever since the first grade I’ve been involved in fights.
“Tiffany why can’t you just let me get hurt for once?” Taylor asked when Mrs. Crabgrass left too get a bandage.
“Because were best friends and thats what were supposed to do.” I said back as Mrs. Crabgrass enter the room and started to bandage my left hand.
“Now,” she started “you can take it off in two weeks. But not till then.”
“Okay” I said as I flex my hand too see if it was good too go and squinted at the pain because I flexed it so hard. Then jumped off the table and Taylor and me were off too third period, after we went back to the gym to change clothes of course.
As I got to third period Taylor and me were just in time for a pop Quiz oh boy. Mrs. Williams is known for her pop quizzes, if you ever take one you might actually pass out. The stress that’s she puts on us is indescribable.
As I got up to sharpen my pencil Owen passed me a note from Taylor asking if I wanted too go to the park after school and get an ice cream cone or something. I looked at Taylor sort of ok so this couldn’t wait until after class. He looked at me like, why are you looking at me like that. I sharpened my pencil and got back to work on my quiz.
I keep looking at the clock too see when class was going too be over. I had finished my quiz the first twenty minutes of the class. The only sounds in the classroom were the sounds of pencils scraping on paper and the “Tick.. Tick.. Tick..” of the clock, slowly going round and round and round and round……
“Brrrriiinnnggg!!” whoa I most have dozed off I thought as I woke up only to hear the bell ring.
“Finally” I said to myself as I got up and handed in my quiz to the math teacher, which now had drool on it. I had so much homework to do I had to get home as quick as possible so I could get done and still go to the park with Taylor.
As I went to my locker I saw Owen standing there. What did he want now? I walked up too him and again he asked me…
“Where is your brother?” That kid just wont give up.
“Like I said before I don’t have a brother Owen. Now move, I have so much home work that it’s not funny.” I said as I pushed him and started on my combination lock on my locker. 10... 20... 34... I spun the lock. I grabbed my book bag and shoved the books I needed for homework into it. A quick look in the mirror on my door and shut the door. Owen was gone so I just left and went home.
That afternoon I went to the park after doing all my homework that I rushed though and probably got most of the answers wrong just to find Taylor was, nowhere to be found.
“That little punk better not be standing me up.” I said to myself. I was getting a little worried because it had been over twenty minutes and it’s not like Taylor to be late. I was about to go home and call him when I turned around and there was Owen with a smile as big as my fist on his face.
Man, that kid is so annoying! So I walked over and said sarcastically, “What are you doing?”
He said, “I got something to ask you.”
I knew what was coming and said,
“I‘ve got to go home and call Taylor.” I said. I looked at him, smiled, flipped up my skateboard and started to walk home.
Well I didn’t get far I can tell you that much. Drake stood up from the bench around the corner he was sitting on and said, “Were you goin.”
“Home.” I said real snobby.
Victor shook his head and said, “No, I think your coming with us.” and victor took my hands, though me over his shoulder and pulled me in to the trees, it was then, I realized why Frankie almost punched Taylor in the nose, he wanted me to jump in front of him and hurt my hand so that I couldn’t get away when they planed to kidnap me. But how did he know I would do that. Okay my that’s not the answer. But it still worked to there advantage.
Their hideout was in the forbidden forest and like it’s name it’s forbidden. People at school say that this monster lives in there and eats little children that wonder in to the wood and spits out their bones. But I don’t believe them, it’s just another stupid fairy tale that I don’t believe.
There hideout was dark and cold it was like being in my basement. Black with only a little light coming though one very tiny window on the opposite wall from where I was. There was a pile of stuff in the corner of the room and two chairs in the back.
Frankie tied me to one of those chairs, I was squirming but I really didn’t think I wanted to get knocked out by victor on the way out the door if I got away. Frankie was acting as if he was going to eat me, he kept licking my cheek and Drake had to tell him to stop more than once.
Victor was standing out side the door now and Drake was all up in my face asking me where Taylor was. Once Frankie had tied up my feet to each leg of the chair and my hands in between the bars of it so tight that I swear I was bleeding.
I said to Drake “For the thousandth time I don’t know were Taylor is.” Drake looked me in the eyes and something really weird happened. It was like meeting Taylor all over again his eyes are green like Taylor’s and hair dark brown like Taylor’s but different some how and I spilled, I told him Taylor’s phone number and were I thought he might be. It’s like his eyes were hypnotizing.
”Oh, don’t try and scream no one is coming for you.” he said as he patted my head and walked out the door.