Daisy and the Boy Chapter 1
A girl from an abusive household gets asked out.
Okay, so my last story didn't go so well, I got too excited and basically told the whole story in one chapter. Hope this one goes better!!!! Please leave comments!!!!
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Daisy Simon's has always been different from the other people her age. Everybody else always appeared to been acceptance to be happy in life, but all that Daisy needed was the love of her family. When most teens were out partying with their friends, she was at home playing games with her siblings.
Daisy is the oldest of 5 kids. She is a 16 year old junior in high school. With her long brown hair and bright baby blue eyes and 5'10 frame, she is considered quite beautiful by the guys around her, but she's completely oblivious to that. To her, she has average hair with too many split ends, and dull eyes and a lanky body. The responsibility of babysitting often lies on Daisy while her mother and step father go to the bar.
When Daisy was 5 her parents got a divorce. Her father lived nearby until about the time her mother re-married. Since then, he's lived in Colorado. Once her father moved away, Daisy and John, her stepfather, started to disagree more and more often. The first time he hit her was when she was 15. Since then, it's only gotten worse. He's learned not to hit her on the face or teachers start asking questions. Now he only punches her where she can cover her body with clothing. Daisy stays there and takes it from him, knowing that if she were to leave, it would only be taken out on her brother, the second oldest, Davis. Now to prevent being hit, she tries to stay out of John's way, but as long as she's in the house, she's always in danger.
Over the years, she's developed a rough exterior, and not many people are willing to get close to her. When they try, she just ignores them. Mostly she does this so she won't need to explain why she can't bring friends over, but also, she doesn't know how to have friends. The only people she's close to is her family.
Chapter 1:
Daisy's POV
I walk through school every day without talking to anybody. I just want to get in, get out, and go to work. I love my job. I'm a waitress at Barnies, a local bar in town. Technically I'm not supposed to be allowed to work there until I'm 18, but Sal, the owner, knows that I need the money and gave me the job. I love Sal, he's the only real father figure I have at the moment. When John kicks me out on the street, Sal always lets me crash in the empty apartment above the bar. He's also the only one who knows about my situation.
The day that he found out was the worst day of my life. I thought he was going to kill John. The night before, I had walked into the room at the wrong moment, and the next thing I knew, I was lying on the floor being kicked repeatedly in the ribs by a steel toed boot. I got to work the next day and couldn't take the pain anymore. I had to get Sal to drive me to the emergency room, since I didn't have a car at that point. I owed it to him to let him know what was wrong. I'll never forget the look on his face as I broke down and told him everything. He wanted me to press charges, but I knew I couldn't hurt my mother like that. When my dad divorced her, she was a wreck. Then John came along and put the pieces of her life back together again, and since then she's been blinded by love.
Anyway, I'm at school sitting in History. I hate school. It's so boring. I wish I could work at Barnies full-time, but Sal won't let me. He says that I need a good education to move up in life. My teacher just assigned us an assignment on something that's not really worth my time, but I'll do it anyway, just because I'm reliable like that. I've got a 4.0 gpa, and I hardly try. I feel bad for the people who study every night, and work their hardest just to get B's.
I have no friends at school. I used to, but they all got tired of me never being able to have friends over. Little did they know that I was protecting them against the Devil (not really, but he could be). I've come to accept that I'm never going to have friends. I don't even really regret it. I'd rather spend time with my family any day than go out to a movie. Davis is my best friend, but he has other friends at school. As much as I love him, I don't think he knows about how John treats me. I've never told him, and John never does it with people in the room. I wouldn't want my family worrying about me, so I stay strong and act like it never happened. At this point, I blame myself for John being like this towards me. Not that I deserve it, but he's made it clear that he doesn't want me around, and I still walk around like I don't care.
"Daisy, wait up! Can I talk to you?" I turn around to see some guy behind me. I don't remember ever seeing him around before and I have no idea how he knows my name.
"Yeah?" I'm not sure quite what to say, so I just look at him with a questioning look.
"Hi, how are you?" He asked me with a smile on his face.
"Fine?" Who is this guy? Why is he asking me questions?
"Okay, um, I was wondering if you would go out with me". This guy had some guts.
"Do I know you?" I'm starting to get more and more confused. Not only do I know him, but he wants to go out with me? Something must be wrong with him.
"Oh! Sorry, I'm Mitchel Ryan. I'm in the same English as you are". He says that like he thinks I'll know who he is just because we're in the same class.... Well, maybe I should, it is the second quarter.
"Dude, I don't know what your problem is, but I've gotta go". I turned to leave.
"Wait, will you go out with me?" Was he serious?
"No, I don't even know you. Even if I did I would say no". As I walk away, I turn back to see him with a group of people laughing.
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Daisy Simon's has always been different from the other people her age. Everybody else always appeared to been acceptance to be happy in life, but all that Daisy needed was the love of her family. When most teens were out partying with their friends, she was at home playing games with her siblings.
Daisy is the oldest of 5 kids. She is a 16 year old junior in high school. With her long brown hair and bright baby blue eyes and 5'10 frame, she is considered quite beautiful by the guys around her, but she's completely oblivious to that. To her, she has average hair with too many split ends, and dull eyes and a lanky body. The responsibility of babysitting often lies on Daisy while her mother and step father go to the bar.
When Daisy was 5 her parents got a divorce. Her father lived nearby until about the time her mother re-married. Since then, he's lived in Colorado. Once her father moved away, Daisy and John, her stepfather, started to disagree more and more often. The first time he hit her was when she was 15. Since then, it's only gotten worse. He's learned not to hit her on the face or teachers start asking questions. Now he only punches her where she can cover her body with clothing. Daisy stays there and takes it from him, knowing that if she were to leave, it would only be taken out on her brother, the second oldest, Davis. Now to prevent being hit, she tries to stay out of John's way, but as long as she's in the house, she's always in danger.
Over the years, she's developed a rough exterior, and not many people are willing to get close to her. When they try, she just ignores them. Mostly she does this so she won't need to explain why she can't bring friends over, but also, she doesn't know how to have friends. The only people she's close to is her family.
Chapter 1:
Daisy's POV
I walk through school every day without talking to anybody. I just want to get in, get out, and go to work. I love my job. I'm a waitress at Barnies, a local bar in town. Technically I'm not supposed to be allowed to work there until I'm 18, but Sal, the owner, knows that I need the money and gave me the job. I love Sal, he's the only real father figure I have at the moment. When John kicks me out on the street, Sal always lets me crash in the empty apartment above the bar. He's also the only one who knows about my situation.
The day that he found out was the worst day of my life. I thought he was going to kill John. The night before, I had walked into the room at the wrong moment, and the next thing I knew, I was lying on the floor being kicked repeatedly in the ribs by a steel toed boot. I got to work the next day and couldn't take the pain anymore. I had to get Sal to drive me to the emergency room, since I didn't have a car at that point. I owed it to him to let him know what was wrong. I'll never forget the look on his face as I broke down and told him everything. He wanted me to press charges, but I knew I couldn't hurt my mother like that. When my dad divorced her, she was a wreck. Then John came along and put the pieces of her life back together again, and since then she's been blinded by love.
Anyway, I'm at school sitting in History. I hate school. It's so boring. I wish I could work at Barnies full-time, but Sal won't let me. He says that I need a good education to move up in life. My teacher just assigned us an assignment on something that's not really worth my time, but I'll do it anyway, just because I'm reliable like that. I've got a 4.0 gpa, and I hardly try. I feel bad for the people who study every night, and work their hardest just to get B's.
I have no friends at school. I used to, but they all got tired of me never being able to have friends over. Little did they know that I was protecting them against the Devil (not really, but he could be). I've come to accept that I'm never going to have friends. I don't even really regret it. I'd rather spend time with my family any day than go out to a movie. Davis is my best friend, but he has other friends at school. As much as I love him, I don't think he knows about how John treats me. I've never told him, and John never does it with people in the room. I wouldn't want my family worrying about me, so I stay strong and act like it never happened. At this point, I blame myself for John being like this towards me. Not that I deserve it, but he's made it clear that he doesn't want me around, and I still walk around like I don't care.
"Daisy, wait up! Can I talk to you?" I turn around to see some guy behind me. I don't remember ever seeing him around before and I have no idea how he knows my name.
"Yeah?" I'm not sure quite what to say, so I just look at him with a questioning look.
"Hi, how are you?" He asked me with a smile on his face.
"Fine?" Who is this guy? Why is he asking me questions?
"Okay, um, I was wondering if you would go out with me". This guy had some guts.
"Do I know you?" I'm starting to get more and more confused. Not only do I know him, but he wants to go out with me? Something must be wrong with him.
"Oh! Sorry, I'm Mitchel Ryan. I'm in the same English as you are". He says that like he thinks I'll know who he is just because we're in the same class.... Well, maybe I should, it is the second quarter.
"Dude, I don't know what your problem is, but I've gotta go". I turned to leave.
"Wait, will you go out with me?" Was he serious?
"No, I don't even know you. Even if I did I would say no". As I walk away, I turn back to see him with a group of people laughing.
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