Bounded

So I guess I should begin with my name. Ray well that’s what everyone has called me since I can remember my full name is Raymona Sue Smith, and yes my ancestors are from Britain. I also need to state that my family isn’t really normal either, well not to you if you truly knew that is. I’m getting a bit ahead of myself. This is my story and it begins November 19, 2030 in Tennessee. I am eighteen years old and today is my nineteenth birthday. Got’em but in all honesty my birthday really is in November it is on the 28th though. Today is actually like any other ordinary day for me only my birthday is around the corner so yeah. Oh yeah I almost forgot I have a massive family and get this we all live close to one another. When I mean close I mean like this castle-like building with an overwhelming amount of land surrounding it. Everyone at school thinks I’m some princess from another country or that I am somehow from a different era... it never fails hearing that last one especially when I have come home to an evident palm print plastered across my forehead. Now that was a fun day explaining that one to my parents....not. Well my life seemed perfect I mean literally perfect other than the conspiracy theories but it was something I could easily live with. That was until the night of my birthday. Ok let’s just get right into it or I’ll babble on forever. Tuesday November 19th, 2030 RAY COME ON ALREADY YOUR GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL! I moan covering my face with a pillow in protest “but mom it’s almost my birthday do I really have to go?” Yes now get your ass up and ready or, no party tonight. “f**k!” I totally forgot about the party jumping out of bed racing to the bathroom. I heard mom yell at me. WATCH YOUR MOUTH YOUNG LADY OR I’LL WASH IT OUT WITH SOAP! I rolled my eyes and responded before closing the bathroom door “YES MOMMA!” I prepare the shower grab a towel and clothes I had preselected for today then jump in the shower bathing. I jumped out drying off with a towel rapping my wet hair with the towel hurriedly getting dressed for school. I dry my hair as much as possible then put some Mose in it and brush my teeth cleaning up the bathroom from any evidence of me occupying it then bound off the top of the steps landing on the second landing freezing in my tracks from mom’s threatening glare. Now Ray, what have I told you about jumping from the staircase. I try my best presenting her with my most innocent smile revealing my sparkling white teeth. Mom sighs “well at least you brushed your teeth... come on it’s time for school sweetie” my mouth drops dumbfounded that she actually let me off without a punishment. I cautiously ask “So uh am I still allowed to go to Sam’s?” Mom narrows her eyes “I thought you said you were going to a female friend's house, not a boys.” I couldn’t restrain the laugh “She is a female mom... her Nickname is Sam it’s short for Samantha.” Oh.... I guess it’ll be alright this one time. I jump up and down squealing in delight. Oh thank you thank you thank you I promise you won’t regret it” mom shakes her head “My ears already do.” Oh sorry. Let’s go sweetie you don’t need to be late. I grab my jacket hanging from the kitchen chair then my backpack heading for the door when mom grabs my attention turning around to face her. I know it’s not official yet but me and your father agreed that you earned it anyways so here you go cupcake. I scrunch up my face “Please don’t call me that” mom rolls her eyes handing me a medium size box. I grab it unsure then placing it on a corner table that’s near me and open the box. I look at mom as she intently eyes me “Should I be afraid?” A mischievous grin stretching across her lips “Yes be afraid very afraid my child” we both burst into laughter from her goofiness. I open the box up staring down at a helmet. I look back to mom completely confused “why do I need a helmet?” She didn’t verbally reply, only nodding her head for me to continue. I raise my eyebrows reverting back to the box lifting the helmet continuing my search further. ..............is this a cruel joke of some kind because there’s literally nothing else in the box but this envelope. Well what are you waiting for to open it already. I sigh as I open it pulling out a folded up piece of paper when something falls out from the envelope clinging against the marble tiles. I kneel down grabbing for a set of keys questioningly staring at them finally unfolding the paper. My eyes widened as pure unfiltered shock courses through my veins. It’s a title for a dirt bike with my name signed on the line that says the owner's signature/name. I jump up landing a bear hug in mid air causing mom to laugh. Thank you mom and I love you. Mom smiles planting a gentle kiss on my forehead inhaling a deep breath “Promise me you’ll be safe sweetie.” Well of course... if anything ever happened to me then who’d be there to pester you. I look at my helmet and it has pictures of various weapons decorating it. I open the front door seeing my brand new dirt bike slightly whispering with a mischievous smile “oh the trouble I’ll be getting into with you” I jump from hearing mom “I HEARD THAT YOUNG LADY!” I glance over my shoulder then hurriedly walk to my new ride putting my helmet on then mounting the seat I pause admiring its beauty. I used my old skiing goggles, grateful for my new ride, as I maneuvered the winding dirt roads til I finally reached signs of civilization slowing to a stop at a stop sign before proceeding. For some odd reason I could hear a ringing so in an attempt I shook my head and continued to school. I pass by buildings and a farm on my route to school. I turned in parking my bike, locking it up so no one could ride off with it and man the evil glares I was receiving. I shyly stride to my first class before the bell rings to avoid all the hatred. As I round the corner I slam into someone falling backwards. Firm muscular arms wrap around me pulling me back to my feet. His deep voice rumbled, resonating from his chest slightly chuckling, “Are you ok?” I swear I was drooling as I looked him over starting from his feet up. He wore Blue Jean shorts which complimented his muscular toned legs he had a simple belt to keep his pants up with a skin tight black muscle shirt showing off his chiseled chest and abs as well as his bulging muscles. My breath hitched as I took in his facial features. His sharp jawline, high cheekbones, his nose not too large nor too small, then his eyes oh my God his eyes were astonishing. His deep Blue eyes staring back at me with a raised eyebrow. I quickly wiped where I had thought I drooled, stepping back. “Holy s**t I can’t believe it’s actually him and he’s talking to me too” I stutter, unable to form a coherent sentence “I.....uh....well.........ummm....” This has him grinning while lifting his hand offering to shake. My I’m Roney. What's your name? I gently place my hand in his, stuck in a trance staring into his eyes ``Raymona but my friends call me Ray.” He lowers his head kissing the back of my hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Raymona'' I giggle “The pleasures all mine.” I’m so sorry for running into you. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. Roney tilts his head back laughing, whipping a tear off his cheek. It’s oh I wasn’t watching my step either. I slightly blush hearing him laugh. The bell sounding brings me back to reality “I have to get to class..... it was nice to meet.” Roney calls to me as I make my retreat to class ‘Maybe next time we should hang out.” I blush even harder taking a quick glance back to Roney “Definitely!” I rush to class still feeling as though I’m floating on cloud nine entering my first class of the day. I jump hearing a high pitched squeal with excitement “RAY!” I wiggle my right pinky in my ear attempting to stop the ringing “Ow '' I looked at her seeing it was none other than Sam aka my best friend Samantha Loren Jeinkens. She has long gorgeous sandy blonde curly locks, medium sized lips with natural lipstick with foundation then blush lining her cheekbones. Her eye shadow, eyeliner and mascara had a popping effect with her magnificent Yellowish Golden eyes. She wore a see through long sleeve which reveals her shoulders with a darker tank top underneath and blue skinny jeans along with matching flats. She walks up to me cheery as ever slightly frowning as she stops in front of me “Oh sorry” It’s ok, so what’s up Sam? I’m excited for tonight....... oh we are still on for tonight right? I laugh “yes and I’ve already packed my overnight bag.” Goodie I’ll give you a ride after school to get it, ok? I smile “Oh there’s no need I’ll just stop by after grabbing my bag.” Sam’s eyebrows crash together confused “Um then how are you going to get it then get to my place?” My smile grew wider as I pulled my helmet off from the top of my backpack strap revealing it to her. She releases a combined gasp and squeal jumping up and down clasping her hands together. Oh my God You have a ride! I was suddenly glad for arriving to class early when I saw a couple stray stragglers roaming in glaring at us. Sam gasps, grabbing my arm “OMG do you think Steven will be there!?” I stare at her slightly caught off guard from her sporadic inquiry “Um....I don’t know..I mean it’s his party so I’d imagine so.” Her excited expression morphed to concern. I asked, confused. “What?” She grasps both my hands with hers “It’s just if he’s going to be there then so will...” I snatched one of my hands from hers lifting it “Don’t go there.” I could see hurt flash across her features and sigh in defeat “Look if that asshole is there which is just about guaranteed then don’t sweat it.... I’m over him, ok?” Ray you know I love you girl but he’s a Casanova and a hell of a player too which is how he knows how to sneak his way back with you if your not careful and I’m not saying this because It’s harsh it’s because I know what kind of a pure heart you have.............. just don’t allow him to taint that.” My eyes water, blurring my vision as I pull Sam into a tight hug resting my chin on her shoulder, closing my eyes, taking in a deep breath. I could smell her perfume along with her ordinary scent........wait what? Since when can I smell things like a hound? The sound of the warning bell startles me from my thoughts breaking our embrace. We head to our seats grabbing our class book along with a notebook then pencils with highlighters placing them neatly on top of our desks. My first class just so happens to be Economics then second period is U.S Government only to have World History third period followed by U.S. History fourth period but thankfully that’s my days worth of classes. The best part is sharing all of them with my best friend and man do we ever make school entertaining.