A New Life - Memories: West Coast

Prelude - New Friends

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Written by Dark Star based on the original story concept by Wolfdancer 87

 

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"Come on Kalen let's go." Mom said, as she walked back towards the motor home and I looked at Daren briefly, before taking his hand and heading back.

We got in and were off once again, as Daren snuggled up to me and I placed my arm around him, bringing him close to me.

It seems that we haven't stopped, haven't taken a break, nothing, just driving, just, driving.

My name's Kalen and I'm eleven years old, this is my story, my story and my family's but most importantly, it's Daren's, my boyfriend.

It all started a little over a year ago, when one morning I was dropped off at school early…….


"Come on Kalen; you have to get going." Mom called for the hundredth time, as I hurriedly tried to finish up brushing my teeth.

I was just finishing when Mom came to the doorway of the bathroom and said, "Kalen, please, we have to get going."

"I'm ready, Mom; just let me grab my book bag," I said, moving past her and to my room where I grabbed the thing and came running out again and headed down the stairs with Mom following.

My little brother Rodney had to go in and get some shots this morning so he wouldn't be going with me today like he usually did, which was going to leave me alone with no one to talk to since I was having to be dropped off about an hour early so he could make his appointment.

He was only a year younger than me, so we both went to the same school and unlike a lot of kids, we were really close and I loved him a lot. I enjoyed his company and spent a lot of time with him.

I was going to miss him this morning I thought, although, maybe if I was lucky, I could find some of the cooler teachers to hang out with and pass the time more quickly.

We got into the car and headed out to the school where Mom dropped me off and I said goodbye to Rodney before walking towards the front of the school.

It looked kinda lonely without all the kids that were supposed to be here I thought as I looked around thinking that I could almost see it being a ghost town like place or something.

I guess I wasn't paying much attention because the next thing I knew was that I was bouncing back from running into someone, and I quickly looked up expecting to find it to be a teacher, but my mouth just dropped open at the sight which confronted me.

I realized that I had knocked his books from his arms, I guess he didn't have a book bag or nothing, and I quickly said, "I...I'm sorry, really sorry, here, let me help you pick those up," and then I started doing just that.

When I had them in my hands, I looked up to find him looking back at me strangely, but I didn't really notice that as I became lost in the most beautiful hazel eyes I had every seen.

It was another boy about my age standing there and I couldn't begin to describe the sudden feelings coursing through my body at seeing him.

I had never felt anything like this before and didn't have words to describe it, but there was something there and I knew I was lost in whatever it was.

I was finally pulled out of my daze by a sweet voice saying, "Ah…can I have my books back?" which caused my face to heat up in embarrassment as I quickly said, "Su…sure, sorry," as I handed them to him.

He got a little smile on his face and I felt suddenly really shy, as I said softly, "My name's Kalen."

He  looked up at me and just stared for a minute without saying anything, long enough for me to think maybe he was mad or something, but then he straightened up and in a very serious voice said,

"My name is Daren Sebastian Michaels."

I don't know why, but something in his tone made me copy his actions telling him "My name is Kalen Richard Samuelson," in just as serious a tone.

"What are you doing here this early? I haven't seen you before." he asked.

"My Mom had to take my brother to the doctor for some shots and had to drop me off early." I replied.

"Okay, okay." he replied.

"I didn't think I would see any other kids here this early." I said to him, not wanting the conversation to end for some reason.

"My Mom drops me off early so she can get me out of her hair." he said softly.

I thought that weird, and sad,  didn't his Mom want him or something?

"Cool, we can hang then." I said smiling at him, which caused him to get a suspicious look on his face and ask, "Why would you want to hang around with me?"

"Well, cause there ain't no one else here for one thing," I said, smiling wondering what was the matter.

"I'm sure all your friends will be here soon." He told me, as he bent his head down and I could hear the note of sadness in his voice and for some reason I blurted out

"I don't have any friends," causing his head to snap up and look at me in disbelief, as I quickly added, "I mean not real friends, just kids I kinda know but they're not really friend friends."

"Really?" he asked, like he couldn't quite believe it.

"Yeah." I said, kind of embarrassed but then I surprised myself by saying "I'd like it if we could be friends," causing him to look at me intently for a moment before a big smile broke out on his face, a smile that for some reason I thought wasn't there a whole lot, and also for some reason, I vowed there and then that I would do everything I could to make him have lots more of them.

"I think I'd  like that." he said, and that was the beginning, the beginning of our friendship and the beginning of something much, much more, something of which I had no conception of, but would change my life forever.

Daren and I became like one person over the next year, spending every available moment together in school, and on the infrequent occasions when he was allowed to, out of school as well.

We sat next to each other in class and at lunch and we would help each other in our classes and with our work.

I never got tired of being with him and it was a feeling I couldn't explain, but it was like he was a part of me and when we couldn't be together I could feel something missing that wasn't there again until I saw him, then it went away and everything was right with the world once more.

Our time together was mostly limited to when we were in school, as we didn't see each other much outside of it, although not because we didn't want to.

His Mom was really weird and wouldn't let him come out to play very often, she would never let him sleep over and wouldn't allow me over to his house ever, much less sleep over.

The one time I asked her when she came to pick him up from school was horrible and he got in trouble for it, so I never did that again.

There were other things too, she never let him walk to school and never let him stay home from school when he was sick.

The only way he got to go home was if the school sent him home and all he would tell me was that, "Mom doesn't want me in her hair," when I asked.

I thought this was really strange but it was nothing to what I would eventually discover, about Daren, about his Mom, my family and especially myself and the world around me.

Growing up can really sucks.


Remainder of the year

As the year went by we became closer and closer so close that at times I felt like I could almost swear I could feel him, until on a cold blustery day in October our lives would change forever, only I didn't know it as I got up that morning and got ready for another day at school and with Daren.