Atticus POV
I am a hero. Evrywhere I go everyone prasies me. I am known for all the sports I play. Great personality, good grades. Good looks. Big friend group. I stand 6'0 even. Brown hair that flows, its short. I need a hair cut. I have olive skin tone. I just get darker in thee summer. I have athletic built. The little six pack. Once I start football again it will show more. I am currently wearing adidas sweats, with adidas hoodie. Yes the colors match all balck with the red stripes and logo.
"Hey, Atticus!" One my buddies holler. "Hey, Randy." I say giving him a hand shake. He seems bit off. "You okay?" I ask. He scratches back of his head. "Im just having rough day, thats all. No problem." He says with his hands in his poeckts. "Spill." I say fixing my backpack. "Just... Mom and dad are fighting again. This time I had punch my dad out cold." He says showing me, his bruised knuckle. "Jesus. Here come with me." I say taking him to the school nurse. "You dont have to help me." He says. I give him a certain look. He put his head down. The nurse doctor his hand up. "Why dont you stay at my house." I say standing up. "You sure... I can go to the park again." He says grabbing. His stuff. "I insist, come on." I put my arm around his shoulders.
"Atticus." A girl says my name. I turn my head. Its Alysa. People say shes the wueen bee of the school. I dont see it. Shes just another person in the world. "Hey?" I say. "Theres a party at my house tonight. You coming?" I give her a weird look. "I dont drink." I state. She rolls her eyes. She then grabs my biceps in sexual way. "Please, for me." I back up. "No." I say before walking away. Alyssa scoffs. "Why dont you party?" Randy asks. I shrug my shoulders. "Schools more important. Plus I have to study for final exam." I state walking out of the school. "Plus, alcohol will just kill you. If I could help the entire school I would. They deserve it. Just because I am top of my class doesnt mean, I wont help everyone. Everyone struggles so I be nice to everyone. Who knows it might make their day better." I exclamied before getting in the car. Randy nods understanding what I just said.
We get to my house. "Mom, Im home." I say taking my shoes off. "In here, honey." I hear mom in the kitchen. Shes cooking. "Hello, Randy." Mom says not looking. He just puts his hands in his pockets. I walk to mom, seeing what shes cooking. I see its homemade lasagna. "Mmm. Smells good, mom." I say pecking top of her head. I do that. Mom hjas rough job. So I make sure ahe knows I appreciate what she does. "Wheres Dad?" I ask. Mom motions her head towards the office. I walk to the office.
*Knock.Knock*
"Come in" Dads replied muffled. I open the door. "Hey, dad." I give a smile. "Hey, son. How is school?" Dad gets up from his chair. He gives me a manly hug. "Same old." He nods at my response. I leave the office. Dads not much of a talker anyway. Mom is. I enter the kitchen to hearing Randy asking mom some weird stuff?
"So. Hows shopping at walmart?" He asks. I give him a weird expression look. 'How does her know mom shops there?' I thought. Mom answers innocently.
Later on dinneer is done. We sit down and eat. "You have beauitful house." Randy exclaim with mouth full of food. Mom, dad and I lookat Randy weird. Hes been here before? I just shrug it off.
