Seeking (Chapter 3 Desirae -Lunch Time)

LUNCH TIME....1

Is the loudest time of the day. Katie and I go threw the lunch line and grab our hamburgers. "Gross! Its all burned." Wines Katie. "I know.. It is Kat" I sigh and play around with the hamburger bun as Katie yaks on and on about how her boyfriend. (sigh) I wish I had a boyfriend. Someone to hold me. Kiss me. Understand me. Stop the bleeding and most importantly.... Love me. I've never really actually felt loved before. I know, I know Mom says it but, she's never been around me long enough to really love me, like a daughter. She more loves me like a co-worker or some Crap. After dad was shot and got like poisoned from it, I knew life was going to end soon and so would all the love my parents showered me in. Daddy used to take me to the park and we'd play for hours or he would drive all the way down to Minneapolis so I could run around the Mall of America, dang that place was huge. He was always there when mom wasn't. (Which was a lot) Mom was a business lady for some like big company I don't know what though, But since Daddy died I don't get taken many places anymore unless mom lets me go out of town with her somewhere on business, even then all I do is stay in the hotel room. Ah! (Crash) Ow! I tripped over someones foot I think "OMG! Rae! are you alright?" yelps Katie. I don't move for a couple seconds "Huh? yeah I'm fine" I get up and walk fast "lets get out of here Kat please." I throw my books into my bag and walk to the bathroom and sit under the counter until class starts and finally I hear the bell ring and head off to my last class, gym. I hate gym class you have to wear a uniform and the teachers a real jerk! Mr. Hinders oh my god he's so strict, if your like 20 seconds late he like chews your face off! glad I go down early so I never get yelled at unlike Lori, but for some reason he doesn't chew her out as bad as the rest of us, probably because she goes flaunting her breasts everywhere she goes! Uh! Old sick pervs.... Nasty. Finally It's time to go home, good. I take my things and walk home.