Teach Me How To Love: Chapter Three

Desiree sat in a splits position with her arms out in front of her, pulling herself down.
"You are such a show off!" Megan said and slapped her friend.
Desiree sat up and got out of my stretch. "I'm properly stretching, unlike someone else I know." Desiree said and slapped her back.
"Come on stretching is pointless." Megan responded.
"Says the girl who pulls muscles during practice." Desiree laughed.
Megan gave gave her friend a crooked smile.
"Alright class, I have some news for you before we get started." Miss Wren announced, "I have agreed to teach classes to emotionally unstable, abussed, juevenile diliquences in order to teach them a value. The problem is I need some help and I was wondering if any of you would want to help me teach dance classes?" 
"Would we get paid?" Daniel (a boy hip-hop dancer) asked.
"No, this is strictly volunteer work." Miss Wren answered.
"Desi and I will do it!" Megan volunteered.
Desiree shot her friend a look. She knew Megan knew how she felt about kids like that. They were bad examples and no amount of help would set them straight.
"Great!" Miss Wren smiled.
"Miss Wren-"
"That's okay, I already put you down."
"No you don't under-"
"Really, oh thank you Elizabeth for volunteering!"
"Mis-"
"Desiree, I put you down, relax!"
"Ugh!" Desiree groaned and threw her friend a dirty look. Megan shrugged.
"It starts in two weeks." Miss Wren said happily while she wrote down the volunteers names.
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Alex sat on a falling apart brick wall, smoking. He breathed and smoke pour out of his mouth. The smell of cigerettes surrounded the air around him. Police sirens slowly filled his ears. The sound gradually growing. He looked down the street and put out his cigerette. He watched as the police car came closer, but as it slowed down near him he began to panic.
"Hey, you!" A cop yelled as he got out of the car.
Alex remained silent.
"Do you have drugs on you?" the cop asked.
"No." Alex shifted uncomfortably.
"Well your mother told us that you have been buying drugs, so we are going to need to check your backpack, we have a warrent." he stated.
"My mom?" Alex asked unbelieveingly.
"Came by this morning, said she could tell us something about you, said she wanted to teach you a lesson." the cop said.
Alex couldn't believe it, he knew he was a terrible son, but he had taken the drugs from the under the sink in the kitchen. It was her drugs, not his.
"They're hers, not mine."  Alex told him.
"Cuff him." the officer said and grabbed Alex's arm.

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Teach Me How To Love: Chapter One

"Who is he?" Desiree's friend, Megan asked.
"I don't know, but I heard he's the bad kind." Desiree said as she grabbed her books out of her locker.
"What do you mean?" Megan asked curiously.
"You know, he's a druggie and he's got a record." Desiree explained.
"How? He's totally cute." Megan remarked as she stared at him at bit her lower lip.
Desiree rolled her eyes and shoved her friend, "You're boy crazy!" she laughed.
They walked down the hall giggling, passing Alex.
Alex watched them walk past and leaned against the locker. One was bleach blond and slightly chubby while the other was slim with chestnut brown hair. He sighed. This was the fifth new school he had been to in the past three years. He kept getting kicked out, due to violent behavior and and drug use.
The bell rang and he reluctantly walked to class.
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Alex sat down in Geography and openned his textbook. He felt eyes staring at him so he turned to look. Desiree sat there studying him from across the room, when she saw him look she turned away. Alex felt embarressed. Did they know about him? Why was she looking at him strangely? He turned back to face the front of the classroom and continued listening to the lecture.
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Desiree sat down next to Megan in the cafeteria and openned up her water bottle.
"Where have you been?" Megan asked, "You were supposed meet me here five minutes ago!"
"Sorry, it's just..." Desiree stopped and looked around, then she leaned in and whispered, "That new kid, Alex I think, he grabbed his backpack and snuck into the boys bathroom after class."
"So?" Megan asked.
Desiree leaned back and raised her eyebrow at her friend.
"What?" Megan asked.
"I think he has drugs in his backpack." Desiree whispered.
"Des---"
"Megan, you know I'm not like that, but I really think he's a criminal."
"Des, I really think you're being obsessive about this."
"No I'm not, I just thought this was, you know, a safer school." Desiree argued.
"Yeah, it is a safer school so if he is doing drugs they will catch him." she said simply.
Desiree let out a sigh, "I guess you're right."
"Duh, I'm always right." Megan said and the subject was dropped.
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Alex dropped his backpack on the bathroom floor and looked in the mirror. He was average height for his age. He had brown, almost black hair. But, the feature everyone always remembered him by were his eyes. They were a light, pale shade of blue. They looked scared, though. 
He turned his head and leaned into the mirror. His hair was a bit long, but it was long for a reason. He moved his hair and looked at a purple bruise that had been hidden under his hair.
"Uhhhhh!" he groaned.
He pushed away from the mirror and dug through his backpack. He finally pulled out a bag of marijuana cigerettes and a lighter. He grabbed his bag and shut himself in a stall, lit the cigarette, and took a long pull off of it.

Teach Me How To Love: Prologue

Prologue:

Delivery Room 206-

"Congratulations, Miss Peyton! It's a boy!" the doctor said as he showed the woman the newly born baby.

"I could care less what it is." she said venemously, "Get it out of my sight."

The doctor, taken aback, handed the child to the nurse and had the baby taken from the room.

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Delivery Room 197-

"Congratulations, Mrs. Anders! It's a girl!" the doctor said as he showed the woman the newly born baby.

"Oh, she's beautiful!" the mother said adoringly, "What shall we name her, Henry?"

The father looked over at the child and smiled, "You pick."

The woman screwed up her face in thought, "Desiree Marie Anders." she finally decided.

"She's a beauty, like her mom." the father said and kissed his wife.

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15 Years Later:

"Dammit, Alex! You useless pig! Get me a beer, I've had a long day!" Miss. Peyton yelled as she entered the house.

The house was shabby and in the ghetto of town. It had one bedroom and all of the windows were boarded up.

Alex jolted up and fetched his mother the beverage. He handed it to her and coward as she slapped him. "You should have had this ready before!" she said.

Alex dared not look at his mother as he huddled up in the corner, too afraid to cry, too afraid to feel anything but hatred.

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"Desiree!" her mother called up the stairs.

"Yeah, Mom?" she answered.

"Hun, we are leaving for dance practice in five minutes!" her mother told her.

Desiree snatched up her dance bag and ran down the stairs. She had been a dancer since she was able to walk. She loved hip-hop and ballet. She would even, occasionally, ballroom dance.

"Ready." Desiree said, and walked outside. She hopped into the SUV and her and her mother drove off to dance practice

 

 

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Started A New Series!!

So I had another idea in my head and so I had to write it down of course! It is called "Teach Me How To Love".  It is not based off a true story! I just came up with it (ha ha). So, it is about and boy who is abussed by his single mom and about a girl who comes from a loving household. They know eachother are but don't get to meet until Alex (the abussed boy) is forced to go to a dance program for the emotionally disturbed and meets Desiree (the other main character). She teaches him how to dance but more importantly how to love. Tell me what you guys think for real, okay!

---------Kiara :)

Hurry Up and Save Me: Chapter Four

------>War and Death<------

Damian sat on his throne enrobed in a velvet cape. He held his septor in his right hand, his Talant Ring glimmered. His eyes rested close under his thick black hair. 
As if out of no where a soldier came running into the throne room and threw himself down onto his knees. "Your Greatness." he panted, "I have brought unfortunate news."
Damian's eyes openned lazily. "Regie, is it?"
"Yes, your Magnificance." the soldier answered nervously.
"What news do you bring?" Damian asked and assumed his position of authority.
"Well, your Highness, it seems Princess Peace was not in the palace when we ambushed it." Regie spoke with extreme caution.
"Where was she?" enquired Damian.
"We-well-we don't know." Regie spoke with more caution.
"She can't just disappear into thin air now can she Regie." Damian smiled.
"No, your Majesty. She couldn't have." Regie answered.
"WELL FIND HER! SEARCH ALL OF THE KINGDOMS, YOU MUST FIND HER!" Damian howled at his soldier.
"Y-y-y-y-yes, your Excellence." Regie stammered and backed out of the room.
"AND DON'T COME BACK UNTIL YOU HAVE HER!" Damian screamed after him.
Damian threw back his head and uttered a rich and evil cackle that filled the throne room with fear.
"Once I have Princess Peace I can destroy her talent and rid the world of peace. I will rule the world and force everyone into slavery." he smiled at the thought, "I will marry her first, it will give me a head start. I will take over her kingdom. Imagine Damian, everything being yours."
He got up and walked to the large window that overlooked his kingdom.
"You're a genius Damian, a pure genious." he turned and walked over to the map of the entire kingdom, which hung on the opposite wall.
"Now, where are you Peace?"

Hurry Up and Save Me: Chapter Three

I hopped along the side of a small stream. I let my toes dip into the water. My locket dangled off of my neck and bounced around as I moved. I stopped to touched it and the head of a lily formed in my hand. I breathed in it's perfume.
"Kiara, where are you?" Garretts voice called out to me.
"Back here!" I called to him.
I had fallen behind and wandered over to the stream. Now, I placed the lily in the water and watched it as it was tossed along in the water.
"You can't just wander off. If I loose you it won't be good." He came out from the thicket that was within a few yards from me.
I dropped my shoes and slid them on.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think I was far from you." I said lightly.
"For a princess you arn't very responsible." he said curtly.
I lowered my eyes.
"Put that away would you. Publicize your talent and get us caught. See how far we will get than." he continued.
I dropped my necklace inside the bodice of my dress to cover it up.
"Let's go." And we left the stream.
"What do you have against me?" I asked once we were far from the stream.
"You are treated with such care and with such love, when really you don't even possess a talent.
"My talent is Peace and Healing." I argued.
"Oh, really. Why don't you ever come to town and help the sick? Why don't you stop War and Death?" he asked.
"I-I well, I havn't been able to access all of my talent. I don't know how to use some of it." I stammered.
He chuckled. "I knew it."
My face flushed both from embarressment and anger. I stopped walking.
"How dare you! How dare you judge me and disrespect me!" I screamed at him.
He stopped dead in his tracks, surprised. "Tell me than what can you do?"
I became silent and the anger I had felt left. "Nevermind." I said, and dismissed the matter. I brushed past him to start walking again but he grabbed my arm. "Don't touch me." I mumbled and shook him off.
"I'm...sorry." he said.
"I get upset and now you're sorry?" I asked, "You're going to treat me the same way so don't bother to apologize.
He said nothing and we didn't talk for the rest of the day.

Hurry Up and Save Me: Sneak Peak at Chapter 3

Garrett doesn't believe Kiara has any talent, and he tells it to her face:

"Put that away would you. Publicize your talent and get us caught. See how far we will get than." he continued.
I dropped my necklace inside the bodice of my dress to cover it up.
"Let's go." And we left the stream.
"What do you have against me?" I asked once we were far from the stream.
"You are treated with such care and with such love, when really you don't even possess a talent.
"My talent is Peace and Healing." I argued.
"Oh, really. Why don't you ever come to town and help the sick? Why don't you stop War and Death?" he asked.