CHAPTER 2

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Onika was just over 17. A senior in high school, straight A student, had a job. She was your regular girl next door; sweet, shy….. & pregnant. 7 months to be exact. It was such a letdown for such an aspiring young girl. No one knew that more than her. Her family was heartbroken. Her mother hated her. And to top it all off, she was alone. The only person she ever loved was dead. And it was her fault. She couldn’t be more hurt. But this was her life & she had to deal with it. Even though everyone she knew despised her.

She woke up at 5:30 am & headed for the bathroom. She took a shower, did her hair & got dressed for school. After retrieving her backpack from her room she walked to the kitchen. Her step-father, Ray, was sitting at the table, paper in hand.

“Good morning, Onika.”

“Good morning, sir.”

“Off to school so early?”

“Yes sir.”

“Do you need a ride?”

“No thank you, I can walk.”

Just then, her mother walked in.

“Good morning sweetheart.”

“Good morning, love.” She said as she kissed his cheek.

“I was just asking Onika if she wanted a ride.”

Her mother glared at her.

“No. she doesn’t deserve a ride. What’s wrong with her legs?”

“Nothing baby, just trying to be nice.”

“After everything she’s put you through? No.”

Onika looked down. She said nothing as she slipped on her coat, heading for the door.

“Please don’t come back today.” Her mother said to her.

Onika opened the door, the cold winter air flooding in, stinging her face.

“I’ll try.” She said softly. She walked into the blizzard, closing the door behind her.

It was a long mile walk to her high school, but she didn’t mind. It gave her time to think. To prepare for the day ahead. She hoped she would be the 1^st person at the school so she could avoid all the snide remarks & slip into the library. No such luck. Just as she was cutting across the bus loop, she spotted 4 students sitting on the stone steps, passing a cigarette between them. She kept her eyes to the ground as she walked up the steps. As she made her way to the door, she was just able to dodge a glob of spit that was headed for her foot. They laughed.

“Slut.” A girl said coldly to her. Onika kept her eyes fixed on the ground, still moving. She went inside & moved quickly down the hall to her locker, slipping her coat inside before going to the library. She headed for her usual table in the far corner. She pulled a book from her Jansport & began reading. Flipping the page, she realized she wasn’t alone. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw an older woman with shoulder length blonde hair. Next to her was a tall lean young man. His hair was low cut. He wore jeans, a t-shirt under a cream cardigan & a letterman style jacket. He was handsome. She didn’t want to be anywhere near him. She slung her bag over her shoulder & headed for the door. She had almost made it when turned & bumped right into her.

“Forgive me. I'm sorry.” She said softly.

“It’s ok. It was my fault.”

“No…it wasn’t.”

She hiked her bag up on her shoulder.

“My name’s Aubrey.” He said extending his hand to her.

“Don’t talk to me.” She said in a low tone.

“Excuse me?” he said, confused.

“They already hate me. Don’t make them hate you too. Stay away from me.”

She turned around & left him standing there, bewildered.