His Broken Luna

No one ever moves to my small town, especially in the middle of the semester. But more than a few U-HAUL trucks were passing my road and still coming. Finally, just when I was getting curious, the line ended with a dark blue Ford F-150 pulling a trailer. Even in the faint morning light, I could see horses in the trailer. The horse farm-just a couple blocks over from us- was for sale. It was a huge ranch with rolling hills perfect for grazing horses. The yellow ranch house was surrounded by woods, which most of the town was.

The town, Sunset Valley, was set right in the middle of a huge patch of forest. Not a lot of people knew about this place, since the major highway that leads out was a dirt road. Only a few people lived here, but most worked in the next town over, or online. The closest civilization was a small city, Wal-Mart being the biggest market in it. What would it matter with one more family in town? Besides, I wasn't even sure if they had a kid our age. Might just be a couple with some money wanting to live in a small town.I rolled my eyes at myself as I slipped on my favorite pair of sweatpants. I wouldn't talk to any new kid anyways-

"Danny, get your ass down here and cook breakfast! We're starving just because you feel like sleeping in!" I flinched at my father's voice and squeaked audibly, although he couldn't hear it. I knew he didn't expect me to replying- since I never did.- but that meant I had at most thirty seconds, or less considering his mood, to get down there. So, I grabbed my shoes, and my bag filled with my school books and hurried down the stairs. When I stepped into the kitchen I was greeted with a hand to the cheek lightly, at least for my father. "you're late," he growled.

I closed my eyes tight and nodded, touching my hot cheek with my cool fingers in hope to cool it down. It didn't help at all. I threw my stuff out onto the chair into the living room and glanced at my beautiful sister sitting expectantly at the kitchen table, applying hordes of makeup. She hardly looked at me before answering my unasked question. "Eggs and yogurt. On the double, since you were late." She scowled quickly at me before going back to her makeup. I sighed lowly and nodded, getting out the skillet and placing it on the stove. I looked at her again as I got out the eggs.

She sighed irritably and rolled her eyes. "Sunny side up, like always." She blinked her big, mascara clouded brown eyes to herself in the tiny mirror she held in front of her. She ran her fingers through her long curly highlighted blond hair and fluffed it up. She had perfect body that teenage guys loved, and showed it off a little too much. But the guys didn't seem to mind.

I fixed it exactly like she liked it, placing a cup of yogurt in front of her, only 80 calories of course, while I cooked the eggs. I made another for me, two for Father, and one for Mother; I could hear her in the shower. I put them all on a plate, getting the four pieces of toast and two glasses of orange juice for my parents. I took the plate for Father and gave it to him, who accepted it without an ounce of thanks in his dark blue eyes that swarmed with anger just like a tornado. I placed Mother's on the empty place at the table, along with their two glasses. I ate mine quickly, hardly chewing and went into the living room to put on my tennis shoes. I pushed my straight chocolate brown bangs behind my ear (although they didn't quite reach) and tied my shoes. I flicked my hair behind my back as I stood. My eyes almost the exact same color as my hair, the same big brown eyes my sister had. Although I didn't cover my lashes with mascara, only a little (something my mother made me do). I reached in my bag for my IPod, and, when I found it, plugged it in my ears. Putting the MP3 Player in my pocket, I slung my bag over my shoulder and rushed out the door. Walking to and from school was my favorite part of the day, since Destiney wouldn't bother giving me a ride. But I honestly didn't mind. It was only when the weather was bad that I would want a ride; although I knew she would never give me one. She didn't want anybody at school knowing she was related to me, even though half of the school knew already. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the cool air nipping slightly at my skin, indicating the coming winter. The falling snow, the Christmas trees the cool weather...I loved it all.

When the loud voices and blaring horns interrupted my music, I knew I was already at the school. I looked up to see Destiny and he boyfriend, Jake making out just outside her car. I scowled and walked past them briskly, taking out my earphones and placing my iPod back into my bag. I walked up to my locker and slowly opened it. As I switched out my morning and afternoon notebooks, I heard a shoulder connect with the locker next to mine. I looked up to see Jake's dark blue eyes smirking down at me. The top of his black air was spiked up. I blinked at him, confused as to why he was here, looking as if he wanted to talk to me. Not that I would answer.

I closed my locker door and put my bag over my shoulder again, beginning to turn away. Jake grabbed my upper arm in a tight grip to stop me. I winced and froze in place. "Aren't you going to say hit to me?" He asked in a charming voice. I wanted to rip my arm from his grasp, but I was scared he would just do something worse.

I shook my head and closed my eyes. But they flew open as he pushed me up against the lockers, releasing my arm from his grip and instead placing it just above my head. His other arm held my waist, trapping me in. My heart hammered in my throat, fear gripping me in its tight claws. His eyes hungrily searched my body up and down, and his hand slid up under my shirt. My eyes flickered around for someone to help me, or a teacher to stop him.

"Aw, c'mon, that's not very polite. Just say something, anything. C'mon, virgin." He teased.