I get random moments when I feel like writing. now is one of those times. im on my phone tho, so be warned it will have bad grammar.
Freedom. It looks so good, but its not for me. I'm stuck here in a mansion in house arrest. Why was I with Pyro anyway? What did I see in him? Oh yea, looks. Lies. Now look at me. I'm trapped in the very last place I want to be. The very place I was set on destroying. I sighed, turning away from the window and looking around my room. It still had all my Switchfoot posters, my clothes, my computer, my old photos of me, Sarah, Bandak and all my other friends. I walked around the room grabbing all the pictures of me and Bandak and shoving them on an empty drawer. He's a lost part of my past. He's gone and i'll never see him again. That's fine with me. After I left the school things could never be the same. Sarah was still on speaking terms. We werent really friends anymore. Everyone i cared for i lost. Rowan is upset that Bandak left because of me, Bandak couldn't stand to be around me for the next five years so he went home, Sarah didn't agree with what i had done but she at least forgave me, Alec...he's devistated. Bandak killed the only girl he'd ever cared for, so I thought. Turns out the other one shunned him. Said even with his talents he would never be good enough for the brotherhood. I crushed him without even knowing. Gambit stopped helping the school, went back to how he had been living before. Reverb just left. She didnt say where she was going but she was gone. Tommy, poor poor Tommy. Killed himself trying to stop me. I've never minded death, in a war it's going to happen. I never expected a thirteen year old to give his life like that. He died saving Sarah.
All this trouble because of me. Because I felt the school was holding me back. Now I know why. They had seen it before, in Pyro. Now I'm Pyro, but I'm stronger. He's easily stopped with his lighter being taken. I create fire, I am fire. Burning, twisting, reaching up to the sky, full of rage, hare and anger. Never ending fire. Not until the day I die. I would have continued my depressing rant but my phone rang. The familiar Switchfoot ringtone played. I knew it was someone back home in California. My home town friends and family are the only ones with that song as the ringtone. Home. I picked up the phone and opened it. "Hello." I said.
"Amy-jenn, is what Storm says true?" The woman asked. I knew her soft, caring voice anywhere. It was my mom.
I sighed. "Yea mom."
I could tell she was choking back tears. "Honey, why? Was the school to hard? Did you neef a break?"
I shook my head, even though I knew she couldnt see me. "School was fine mom. I just needed a change. You know i have trouble being away from home without a change."
She sighed. "I know honey. I know."
For what felt like an eternity we didn't say anything. Then I heard another voice. My mom didn't say anything but then I heard the other voice through the phone directly. "Hey sis. How ya doing?" My little brother Jake asked. He used to have an arrogant, selfish attitude but since mom took him in that changed.
I couldn't help but smile at his words. "I'm good." I said, hiding the sorrow in my voice. Sorrow that my closest family, and probably the only person who didnt hate me, was on the other side of the country.
He sighed. "Amy, I know that's a lie." He's the only one I let call me Amy. Not even my parents can call me that.
I chuckled slightly. "I just cant hide anything from you."
I could imagine his meek smile as he said. "Even if you could hide anything from me you wouldnt."
I sighed. "I know."
"So...why are you under house arrest and not me?" He asked.
I sighed. "Maybe because I helped Pyro, then became him."
Jake didn't say anything at first. When he did it was simply. "Come home soon."
I smiled. "I will." Someone knocked at my door. I sighed and said to Jake I had to go. reluctantly we both got off the phone.
I walked over to the door, wiping an un shed tear from my eye. i opened the door to see a teen standing there. He had short, raven black hair and dark eyes. He looked at me sorrowfully and said. "Dinner is ready." I nodded so he turned and started walking off. "Alec!" I called after him. He stopped but didnt look at me. "I'm sorry." I said. He didnt say anything, or nod. He just glanced at me then walked off. I sighed. I'd rather be alone but i knew i needed to eat. So I silently made my way to the food court.
I got my food and sat in the corner alone. Looking out into the crowd I saw people o used to call my friends and others I didn't know real well. not like i would get to know them now. I'm a criminal. no one wants to have me here. I was almost done eating when a girl sat down next to me. She had short, strawberry red hair and bright green eyes. She smiled faintly. i had seen her before, never talked to her though. shes several years younger than me, then again so was Bandak. Ugg dont think about him. I looked at her, nodding in greeting. "My name is Theresa. I heard you knew Reverb." I nodded slowly. Why's this thirteen year old talking to me about a past I hate? Oh well. She contjnued on. "Well I was wondering if she's told you anything about Banshee."
I blinked a few times. I wasnt sure at first why she would be asking about Reverb. But then it clicked in my mind. Reverb only wanted to help me to get revenge. Revenge on the people who kept her from the man she loved, Banshee. Now I'm sitting at the school, talking to a girl with remarkable similar appearance to Banshee. "She uh, mentioned him. Why?"
The girl looked around then said. "He's my dad. I think Reverb went looking for him."
I nodded, a blank look on my face. "What do you want me to do? I cant leabe the school grounds."
The girl nodded. "I know, but after your time here is finished you could help me find my dad."
I shook my head. "Forget it kid. After my time I'm going home."
The girl looked depressed and sighed. I almost felt sorry for her as i got up and left. Not bothering to take care of my dishes.
Tada! Ik its depressing but after everything Amy-jenn has gone through by then she's a really depressed girl. Not to mention she's got no friends. Anyways, again sorry for the bad grammar, spelling and punctuation. My phone isn't known for registering everything right but I'm grounded from the computer so I've gotta post from my phone. Gotta love havin a smart phone now. Haha
Freedom. It looks so good, but its not for me. I'm stuck here in a mansion in house arrest. Why was I with Pyro anyway? What did I see in him? Oh yea, looks. Lies. Now look at me. I'm trapped in the very last place I want to be. The very place I was set on destroying. I sighed, turning away from the window and looking around my room. It still had all my Switchfoot posters, my clothes, my computer, my old photos of me, Sarah, Bandak and all my other friends. I walked around the room grabbing all the pictures of me and Bandak and shoving them on an empty drawer. He's a lost part of my past. He's gone and i'll never see him again. That's fine with me. After I left the school things could never be the same. Sarah was still on speaking terms. We werent really friends anymore. Everyone i cared for i lost. Rowan is upset that Bandak left because of me, Bandak couldn't stand to be around me for the next five years so he went home, Sarah didn't agree with what i had done but she at least forgave me, Alec...he's devistated. Bandak killed the only girl he'd ever cared for, so I thought. Turns out the other one shunned him. Said even with his talents he would never be good enough for the brotherhood. I crushed him without even knowing. Gambit stopped helping the school, went back to how he had been living before. Reverb just left. She didnt say where she was going but she was gone. Tommy, poor poor Tommy. Killed himself trying to stop me. I've never minded death, in a war it's going to happen. I never expected a thirteen year old to give his life like that. He died saving Sarah.
All this trouble because of me. Because I felt the school was holding me back. Now I know why. They had seen it before, in Pyro. Now I'm Pyro, but I'm stronger. He's easily stopped with his lighter being taken. I create fire, I am fire. Burning, twisting, reaching up to the sky, full of rage, hare and anger. Never ending fire. Not until the day I die. I would have continued my depressing rant but my phone rang. The familiar Switchfoot ringtone played. I knew it was someone back home in California. My home town friends and family are the only ones with that song as the ringtone. Home. I picked up the phone and opened it. "Hello." I said.
"Amy-jenn, is what Storm says true?" The woman asked. I knew her soft, caring voice anywhere. It was my mom.
I sighed. "Yea mom."
I could tell she was choking back tears. "Honey, why? Was the school to hard? Did you neef a break?"
I shook my head, even though I knew she couldnt see me. "School was fine mom. I just needed a change. You know i have trouble being away from home without a change."
She sighed. "I know honey. I know."
For what felt like an eternity we didn't say anything. Then I heard another voice. My mom didn't say anything but then I heard the other voice through the phone directly. "Hey sis. How ya doing?" My little brother Jake asked. He used to have an arrogant, selfish attitude but since mom took him in that changed.
I couldn't help but smile at his words. "I'm good." I said, hiding the sorrow in my voice. Sorrow that my closest family, and probably the only person who didnt hate me, was on the other side of the country.
He sighed. "Amy, I know that's a lie." He's the only one I let call me Amy. Not even my parents can call me that.
I chuckled slightly. "I just cant hide anything from you."
I could imagine his meek smile as he said. "Even if you could hide anything from me you wouldnt."
I sighed. "I know."
"So...why are you under house arrest and not me?" He asked.
I sighed. "Maybe because I helped Pyro, then became him."
Jake didn't say anything at first. When he did it was simply. "Come home soon."
I smiled. "I will." Someone knocked at my door. I sighed and said to Jake I had to go. reluctantly we both got off the phone.
I walked over to the door, wiping an un shed tear from my eye. i opened the door to see a teen standing there. He had short, raven black hair and dark eyes. He looked at me sorrowfully and said. "Dinner is ready." I nodded so he turned and started walking off. "Alec!" I called after him. He stopped but didnt look at me. "I'm sorry." I said. He didnt say anything, or nod. He just glanced at me then walked off. I sighed. I'd rather be alone but i knew i needed to eat. So I silently made my way to the food court.
I got my food and sat in the corner alone. Looking out into the crowd I saw people o used to call my friends and others I didn't know real well. not like i would get to know them now. I'm a criminal. no one wants to have me here. I was almost done eating when a girl sat down next to me. She had short, strawberry red hair and bright green eyes. She smiled faintly. i had seen her before, never talked to her though. shes several years younger than me, then again so was Bandak. Ugg dont think about him. I looked at her, nodding in greeting. "My name is Theresa. I heard you knew Reverb." I nodded slowly. Why's this thirteen year old talking to me about a past I hate? Oh well. She contjnued on. "Well I was wondering if she's told you anything about Banshee."
I blinked a few times. I wasnt sure at first why she would be asking about Reverb. But then it clicked in my mind. Reverb only wanted to help me to get revenge. Revenge on the people who kept her from the man she loved, Banshee. Now I'm sitting at the school, talking to a girl with remarkable similar appearance to Banshee. "She uh, mentioned him. Why?"
The girl looked around then said. "He's my dad. I think Reverb went looking for him."
I nodded, a blank look on my face. "What do you want me to do? I cant leabe the school grounds."
The girl nodded. "I know, but after your time here is finished you could help me find my dad."
I shook my head. "Forget it kid. After my time I'm going home."
The girl looked depressed and sighed. I almost felt sorry for her as i got up and left. Not bothering to take care of my dishes.
Tada! Ik its depressing but after everything Amy-jenn has gone through by then she's a really depressed girl. Not to mention she's got no friends. Anyways, again sorry for the bad grammar, spelling and punctuation. My phone isn't known for registering everything right but I'm grounded from the computer so I've gotta post from my phone. Gotta love havin a smart phone now. Haha
