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I was sleeping when Tyler slam the door open and woke me up.
    “Tyler?” I asked still tired.
    “You useless little bitch!” Tyler whisper under his breath.
    “I’m sorry?” I said still half asleep. Tyler ignore me and pull me out of the bed. I fell on the ground. I landed on my ass. He slap me hard in the face. I cried as I felt my cheek burn a thousand degree.
    “Sorry doesn’t fucking cut it.” I could tell Tyler just came back from a party.
    I felt him punch me hard in the stomach. I was scared for the next one but it came. I felt another one only stronger this time. He did it once again.  I started coughing up blood. He was about to punch me again but  the door bell rang and Tyler rush to get it .I fell over and cried as I was cover in my own blood.  
    
    My life? Tyler is my step brother. He’s 18 and I’m 13. Tyler was the only thing I have. I’m lucky he stay here with me.. I mean after my mom died and Tyler’s dad left us. Tyler does drugs, get drunk, and is pretty abusive but he had  a job that pays just enough to live well. I not allow to go to school, I don’t know why. Whenever Tyler left for work I go to the library. Our library was one of the biggest in the U.S I learned about so much information I have an education of a 12th grader. Which I don’t really get the point since I’ll never make it to college, with Tyler still around.
    I try my best to stand up.. I heard giggling in the other room and I knew it was Tyler and his girlfriend. His girlfriend was a big slut. She cheated on Tyler more than a couple of times. Tyler just can’t seem to get another girl..  I lay down on my bed and hug my pillow and cry. I fell asleep quickly. Dreaming about the perfect prince charming. The perfect happy ending away from Tyler.
    I woke up and heard the sound of Tyler’s snoring. I walk slowly to the bathroom trying not to wake Tyler up. The pain from my stomach ache.  His door was open and I saw him and his girlfriend right there, on the bed.  It reminded me of his dad and my mom. No rudeness but Tyler’s girlfriend was not nearly as pretty as my mom. That’s not just daughterly love talking. Tyler’s girlfriend is not really that pretty. I laugh to myself. I went downstairs and grab a box of cereal. I turn on the TV and just dug my hand into the box. I heard someone coming down  the stairs and I quickly put away the cereal. Lucky it was just Tyler’s girlfriend. She just walk straight pass me like I was completely invisible .
    “Tell Tyler I had to go to work.” I nod my head not making eye contact. She slam the door and it woke Tyler up. It took him about 5 minutes to get downstairs. He was all dress for his day job. He ignore me and walk right pass me to get to the front door.  I still stood in the same spot I was since Tyler’s girlfriend left. I was relief that there was nobody else to ignore me. I continue to watch TV. I notice the noise next door.  There was somebody moving in. I pay my fully attention to the window as I saw my new neighbor moving in. My eyes were glue on to the teenage guy. Black spiky hair, tall, skinny but buff, and the cutest face ever. I could tell he was a gangster or at least a gangster wanna-be. I stare at him and smile. He was an extreme cutie.  I knew I would never get a chance with him. But I can dream can’t I? I feel like going to the library so I went up the stairs and  strip down to nothing beside my bra and panties.
    “Damn Girl!” I turn around to see my new neighbor. I quickly put on a shirt. My window doesn’t have curtains and Tyler is too much of an ass to do anything about it.
    “Pervert!” I yelled at him while I was putting on some shorts. My face was so red.
    “What do you suspect when a guy sees a girl taking her clothes off?” He yelled back. He was right. There was no guy I know that would miss an opportunity like that.
    “What’s your name?” he asked.
    “Jennifer.” I whisper.
    “Jennifer? Pretty. Do you mind if I call you Jenny?”
    “Yes.”
    “I’m going to call you that anyway. Come on Jenny, meet me outside.”
    “When?”
    “Now.” I didn’t answer, I just left the house. He was on my porch.            “Damn you’re fast.” he was and it kind of scared me.
    “Damn you’re hot” he said completely changing the subject. I blush a light pink, knowing he probably didn’t mean it.
    “So what do you want to do?” I said staring down at my shoes.
    “I don’t know, you live here longer than me. You tell me.” he said trying to meet my eyes.
    “I don’t get out that much.”
    “Loner at school?”
    “I’m.. home schooled.” I said quickly
    “Ouch, that sucks.  Anyway how old are you?”
    “Um.. I’m 13.” I  said quietly.
    “Really? I’m 17.”
    “Oh,”   He’s the first person I had a decent conversation with in awhile.
    “I saw a beach really close to here. Do you want to go there?”  there was a beach really close by but I never been there.
    “Sure.” I smiled. He smile back and start walking toward the beach.  It was about 5 minutes until we finally got there. I ran to the ocean I sat on the wet sand. It felt so refreshing. Than I realize I was wear WHITE shorts. I didn’t really care I just sat still. Jacob sat next to me.
    “So Jenny, what is home schooling like?”he said scooting closer to me.
    “Um, different from regular school?” I said more like a question than an answer.
    “No duh, but is it fun? Boring? Stressful? Retarded?”
    “It’s pretty umm.. O.k.” He laugh which made me smile. He stared down at my wet shorts. I pull my knee to my chest.
    “Your shorts are wet.” he said still staring at my legs.
    “Oh really!” I said sarcastic.
    “Just saying.” he said still staring down.
    “Stop staring!” I finally said.
    “Why?” He said finally making eye contact with me.
    “What do you mean why?”
    “I already saw you half- naked”
    “Shut up.” I said quickly.
    “What?! It‘s true!”
    “I don’t care.” I stuck my tongue out.  Tired of the silence I finally said something. “So do you live with your parents?” I asked.
    “I live with my dad.”
    “Really?“
    “Yeah, he goes to places all the time so I’m mostly alone with my dog Bob.”
    “You name your dog Bob? How creative.”
    “I know right?” he said smirking.

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