Golden Dragon

Chapter 4 Best Friends Forever

Jess Pov

Ugh, I can’t wait till I can get out of this hell hole they call school. Seven more months until graduation, and it can’t come any sooner. If it wasn’t for my bestie Tatiana, wouldn’t have made it. We have been friends since grade school, I was 7 when my father dropped me off at the orphanage. I was too much of a burden for him and his new family. To be honest, I don’t think he was ever really liked me, just to put up with me since I was a witch like my grandmother. My mother didn’t get the gene, but my aunt Naomi did, but I haven’t seen her or my grandmother since I was about 3 or 4 because they didn't like my father and he didn't like them.

My aunt used to come get me all the time her and my mother was very close. I was surprised when my mother died. No one came to visit or come take me. Anything would have been better than that hell hole. My dad was one of those radical Christians, so imagine his surprise when he found out I was a witch and so was my mothers’ family. After he found that out, he had my mother cut them off, and she did all for the name of love.

The day after my 6th birthday, my mother got into an accident and died on impact. My dad went missing for 3 days and left me home by myself. Thank goddess I knew how to use the microwave. When he did come back, He moved me out of my room to the basement. He moved his mistress in and their daughter to my surprise to find out I had a sister that was a year younger than me. I was happy to have a sister, but the happiness did not last when he moved me to the basement and moved my new sister into my room and his girlfriend into my mother and his room.

After Fred moved me to the basement, I was no longer allowed to call him dad or father. If I did, he or his Demon of a girlfriend would beat me.

A year passed of the consent abuse. The only upside when I got a break was when the tutor came. At least, that was one thing he didn’t take from me.

The day of my 7th birthday, I awoke to him screaming my name. Ugh, I know this is not going to be good. When I get upstairs, I see him sitting at the table with my troll of a sister, his banshee of a girlfriend they have smirks on their faces, so I know it can’t be good.

My father tells me that he and the wicked witch of the West are getting married, and they are having a baby, and I can no longer stay there. He tells me to go put my shoes on and get my coat. I just do as he says it’s not worth the lashings if I don’t listen. Even though I am scared and don’t know where I will go. After about an hour’s drive, my father drops me off at the orphanage. I didn’t even bother to cry. Any place is better than with those monsters.

It takes a couple of weeks to get me settled they people here are mostly nice. There aren’t many kids here just 2 boys one older like 12 his name is Andre and the other is the same age as me his name is Felix; I found out that Andre is Felix older brother they lost their parents in the war against the dark one. They look a lot with brown hair, gentle brown eyes, and tanned skin. Both boys take me under their wing as their adopted sister, which is funny cause I stood out like a sore thumb with my copper hair pale skin mismatch eyes and petite built.

I was excited for my 1st day of school so far. I have only been home schooled, so I was excited and nervous to be in a real class with kids. Ms. Appleton, the orphanage director, walked me to my home room class after she introduced me to the principal and finished my enrollment.

When I stepped into the class, all eyes were on me, which made me even more nervous, Ms. Bell, my 1st grade teacher, introduced me to everyone; she showed me to my cubby and to my seat. I sat at a table with a girl with golden hair and blue eyes. She almost looked like a baby doll, especially with her curly pigtails and baby blue dress. She was whispering to a boy with black hair and grey eyes who was laughing at whatever the girl said. There was one more girl at the table who looked bored drawing in her notebook. She had red hair, but her roots were white. I could tell it was dyed because my stepmother used to always complain when she had to get her hair redyed and her roots were showing. She had glasses on that made her eyes look brown, I was studying her hair when she dropped her pencil. I went to get it for her, but she reached out at the same time and her glasses slid off her face. I saw the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life. I smiled at her, she hurried and slid her glasses all the way back on her face. Her eyes were brown again I looked at her puzzled.

She smirked at me and slightly shook her head no, I nodded at her with a smile letting her know that her secret was safe with me. She smiled back and went back to completing her drawing.

Soon as it was lunch time, I tried to make conversation with the doll-looking girl, from which I soon learned her name was Rebecca and the boy was James. That was a mistake, Soon as I went to speak, she sneered at me and asked me why my eyes were like that I must be a freak. That I was probably in the orphanage because my family didn’t want to have a freak in their family. I started to tear up, but before a tear could slide down my face Rebecca started screaming when I looked up, I saw the pretty-eyed girl dumping her chocolate milk on her head. I couldn’t help but laugh with the rest of the students. Rebecca went running out the room and the pretty girl laughed and said she hates bullies she turned and smiled at me held out her hand to introduced herself as Tatiana, but her friends and family call her Tiny, she told me she loved my eyes they were unique and different just like me. We have been inseparable since.

Soon as I got into the building Becca and her squad of barbie bitches was waiting for me near my locker, I knew it couldn’t be anything good. They do this every morning and wait near my locker to see if I am going to be with Tatiana or not and the days that I am not they swarm in like flies on s**t. I don’t have any other friends. I tried to make a couple outside of Tiny but Becca went out her way to make their lives a living hell so they wouldn’t hang out with me. The only reason she has not been able to chase Tiny away is because she is literally a freaking princess. Imagine my surprise when I found out.

I sigh again because I know I need to go to my locker and Tiny is running late as usual. I swear that girl can’t be on time for anything ever. Whatever just suck it up Jess this is nothing new. I walk past the hag gang and in Becca fashion she starts to call me a w***e and scream commands at me I ignore her and walk to my locker and open it. Welp, I guess she couldn’t handle being ignored and proceeds to slam my locker back shut and continue her rant which I tune out because I have heard it all before how I am a w***e and slut and mean nothing. Which is funny because I am still a virgin, and she has slept with half the school. I guess she picked up on me tuning her out and decided to dump her drink on my head. f*****g great!!!

Now I am in the bathroom trying to clean the coffee and whipped cream out my hair. Tiny comes running in the bathroom hair still curls sticking up all over the place I can tell she overslept. What the hell happened to you she asked me.

I just chuckled and told her I can ask her the same thing it looked like she got into a fight with the pillow and the pillow won. She looked at me puzzled and then ran to the mirror to look at her reflection.

Holy s**t why did no one tell me that I looked like a wildling this morning.

Girl, you know the guys will not talk to you until you have had your 2nd cup of coffee you’re your dad avoids you till then, my bestie is not a morning person and loves her sleep to her sleep is the 2nd best thing in the world food is number one that girl can eat a whole extra-large pizza and wings to herself.

Back to the original question of what happened to you.

Ugh, might as well answer cause knowing my bestie, she will not leave it alone.

Becca and her group of barbie bimbos is what happened.

Now my stuff is ruined and sticky, I got all the coffee out of my hair though.

She tells me to hold on while she runs to her locker to get me a spare shirt.

When she comes back, I go to change my shirt. It is a little loose on me, but it will do when I step out of the stall. Tiny is in the mirror trying to tame her hair which is a funny sight to see she soon gives up and puts her hair in a messy bun.

I walk up to her and she looks over at me and sighs and tells me how she wishes she had my height and beautiful wave hair that corporates cause her curls have a mind of their own.

I don’t understand her sometimes. I wish I had the volume in my hair she has, and she may be short, but she has curves for days. While I am just long and lanky, I sprouted around my 16th birthday I am now 5’11 my copper hair is now to my waist I got a little tanner in my older years mostly due to being out in the sun as much as possible, according to Tiny I am built like a model I don’t see it though. When we are finally done in thebathroom the 2nd bell for 1st period goes off. We do make it to class right before the teacher comes into the room which we luck out on. The next 2 periods are a drag. My class before lunch is the only class I don’t have with Tiny outside of free period when she goes on a lot of errands for a couple of the teachers.

This class is dragging on. I just want it to be over. The teacher is sooo damn boring I rather watch paint dry than listen to his lectures. I couldn’t wait to get the hell out of there when the bell rang.