Time to move on...

Chapter 1~

"STOP IT RIGHT NOW ALEX! GET OFF ME!" I woke up shaking and covered in sweat. I've been having the same nightmare for the past two weeks. Time passed by while I laid down in bed and I kept thinking about who's my real father. I really can't trust anyone anymore, not even mama.

The feeling of him touching me burnt into my brain and left bruises. I haven't told anyone yet and I don't plan to. I'm the type of person that keeps stuff to myself and don't say anything about it. Alex's my step father and he didn't rape me, he just gets a quick feel of my body and he's done. He had was tall and a bald, dark skin man. I feel dirty all the time when he's on top of me. Mama loves him to death. I don't know what she sees in him. If he makes her happy then imma just have to live with it.

I really don't know how to explain to people how I'm feeling or what I feel. They don't understand what I've been through. I've tried talking to mama about my real father but the words just don't come out. I wanted to know when they meet or what my name comes from. Rose Fair Chellus is my mother gave birth to me without my father around to see me grow up. She told me that she hates when I go to Webster High. I asked her why but she'll never reply. She knows something that I don't. And I wanted to know about it.

I've always saw myself as an outsider because I couldn't make any friends. It's hard to make friends with people that don't like you for who you are. At Webster High, there were so many judgmental people. I'm the person that everybody knows but I don't know them. I don't socialize with them at all. I get bullied by different people. I really don't care what they think about me. I have a goal to reach and they can fall back and get out my fucking face.

I, Cyan Chellus never made friends because of my dorky glasses, natural, honey brown/ blonde curly hair and my Ivory skin tone with my hazel eyes and my character was always mysterious. My nickname was CC but a lot of people never used so they called me Cyan. I was an average girl, height 5'7 with a lot of potential but I didn't see that and other people didn't see it either. I guess that's why I'm so shy around people. But there was one particular friend that I made and she's my best friend and bitch until this day. Jordan's her name and she was a bad bitch. When I met her I thought she was real ratchet. She had my back when I was getting bullied by a group of girls.

"Bitch, I whooped their asses for you!!" she said jumping up and down in excitement. "I know. Thank you. My name is Cyan by the way", I said to her since she called me out my name. "I know your name. My name is Jordan", she said looking at me with an attitude. What is her problem calling me a bitch?? Did she just get here about two weeks ago? Chad, Drake, Derek, Chris and Josh tried to talk to Jordan 'cause she had what I didn't have. She had ass, titties, hips and a small stomach with dark brown hair and brown skin tone and height of 5'5. She was their dream girl. She had it all. I didn't need all that.

I took my seat by Mr. Scott, my literature teacher. He's an awesome teacher. He was a tall, light skin male with pretty hazel eyes with a nice white smile. I just saw him as a teacher and nothing more like the other girls, seductively. All the girls thought he was so cute and that he was their crush. I didn't about it. Nobody is supposed to have a crush on a teacher. I guess that's them. He was handsome or whatever but I never looked at him that way. We had to present a project and it was my turn to go. I walked in front the class and froze. I was always afraid to present anything in front the class every since I was child. The comment they was saying was rude and some was weird. "Mr. Scott, she knows she can't present in front this class. Her scary ass can't speak to a guy.", Taren said out loud. I mean, she was right but I didn't like that she said it out loud. The whole class laughed at her comment I started to feel embarrassed about it. Mr. Scott got up and stood in front of the class and said something to them. I had a weird feeling because I was being protected by my teacher and it felt like he was my father figure. I shook it off and refocused on the class. "Settle down class. Taren, you know better. Everybody is afraid to speak. You happy 'cause you can talk to every guy in class or maybe in the class?" He said to Taren while looking at me, smiling. The class started jumping up and down and getting loud of Mr. Scott's remark. Taren put her head down and sat there in silence. I kinda felt bad for her but she said something very rude to me so deserved it. Jo, the most popular girl in the school, was popping her gum while looking at me and Mr. Scott stare at each other. She always had a thing for him. I didn't want him and plus he's a grown man. I never had the time to look for someone around my age. She had a black eye and busted lip from Jordan that helped me from getting jumped by her and her crew. "Mr. Scott, she can be your daughter", someone said. I jumped and felt goose bumps run down my spine. I was so cold. He told me to have a seat and I did. I always follow the directions. The class got boring and I wanted to go to sleep but Mr. Scott kept telling me to pick up my head. This was annoying. Everything was annoying.

We went to lunch and Jordan sat by me and brought Selena and Monique along. For some reason they didn't like me. I don't know why and I really didn't care. Those bitches might end up pregnant by one of these pussy niggas up here. These hoes don't know when to keep their legs closed. They don't know how to use their mouth to say "NO", so their legs do all the talking for them. They hate on me, Cyan Chellus for what? I don't know. They were eyeing me when they sat down. I really wanted to fight these hoes but I had to be calm. Jordan knew I didn't like them and she brought them over here and start some shit. I don't know if Jordan is friends with them but they need to find their own table or sum 'cause I can't stand them.

I went to Ms. Johnson class to get my grade for Calculus. Our old teacher was Ms. Brat but she never came back. They said she went missing or something. She was my favorite teacher ever. She's the one that cared if I had problems and she helped me with my math when I didn't get it. I got a "68" in that class right now. I'm pretty sure that I can get that up but I can stay for tutorial but Mr. Scott wants me to come to his class. I have a "78" in his class but he said I know I can do better and get my grade up. I had stayed after school with Jordan to go to Mr. Scott class. He looked at me when I walked in but when he saw Jordan, his face changed, like he was upset seeing her here with me. "Hello Ms. Chellus and Ms. Jones". "Hello Mr. Scott", we both said at the same time. We looked at each other and laughed. "I'm here for my grade", I said. "I know you are", he said to me with a grin, seductively. I looked at Jordan like he was crazy. He stared at me for two minutes straight and then walked to his laptop. I started to feel creeped out. Jordan looked at her phone and told me that she had to go. I didn't want her to leave but she gave me hug and said bye to Mr. Scott. He said bye back and looked at the laptop. "You have a "93". Good Job", he said giving me a nod. I was proud of myself. "Thank you Mr. Scott", I said proudly. I was so thrilled that I hugged him. My arm was around his neck and his arms were around my waist. I really didn't know what I was doing. He pushed up against me, making me feel his penis. I froze and looked at him. The way he stared at me felt so weird. It felt like we were in a field, running around like children, picking flowers. While I was daydreaming, I felt a pair of lips pressed up against mine. Shocked, I couldn't believe that Mr. Scott would kiss me. He picked me up and put me on the desk. "Don't tell anyone about this", he said looking at me with his glossy eyes. I couldn't say anything. The words didn't come out and I'm glad that it didn't. I was so shocked that I couldn't move. He put his hand under my skirt and felt my goods. The flash back came back when my step father touched me. Why is he doing this to me? I'm his student and he's my teacher. This is not right! I jumped off the desk and started breathing hard. I was backing up towards the door but I couldn't make it 'cause I was having an asthma attack. Mr. Scott tried to give me some water but i didn't want that. I needed my inhaler but I couldn't find it. I was feeling dizzy and lightheaded and I knew I was going to pass out. So, I took the water from Mr. Scott and drunk it. It didn't taste right. It taste like he put something in it. It's like he drugged it. I just looked at Mr. Scott and fell out.