CHAPTER 1

Life doesn't evolp around me, that is more than obvious, but the people who is against me... it does. My oun mother hates me, she make sure that my life was a living hell on my teenege years, she separeted me from my father and siblings, just because she didn't like me, I was never the favorite or the most love by her... neither my sisters, but my brother, he meant everything to her.

Where should I star my story? 

Ah!, yes, whe time my parents meet.

My mother, a french woman, meet my father at one of the manys publics high schooll in Boston, MA, Boston International High School, they have meet in the mid or late 90's, not sure what year, I don't like to dig into the pass of others, at least to their's. My mother recently moved to the country, she had no friends what so ever, so she make some, a group of girlys that were led from the biggest fake bitch in the entire world, I don't know her name, I'm not interested to learn her name, she is just a Bitch, period.

Anyway, moving on to when they meet. My mother, long blond hair, green eyes, perfect features, skinny, perfect boobs, perfect butt, a little bit of tummy, lets be real, no body is perfect without a little bit of tummy, long legs, and a porceline skin. When I say perfect features, I mean, lenght of the face equals the lenght of the nosees, width of an eye in between the eyes, upper and lower lips the same width, symmetrical eyebrows conforming to the line of the nose... when I say perfect, I wasn't kidding, most of the guys were after her.

Clearly she was the most beautiful girl in the school, and on top of everything she was young.

Lets not forget that when you are young, you are an easy target for those who like to manipulate people, she wasn't the exception, my mother felt inmidiatly for a fake friendship, of course she didn't think that way. She has two siblings older than her, Pierre, the older, and Fayette, the middle one, both of them pure trash, if you ask me.

Katherine Eloise Toussaint, in my opinion the meaning of stupidity, felt for the easy trap of the virginitty, it seem like a sin to be a virging when you are in high school, and god forbit your parents know that you lost it, hell will be brought to earth if they know.

Anyway, when my mother was friends with that particular group of girls they told her that if she wants to gaing more popularity she needed to make the cutes guy in school to felt for her, my father, another virgin at the time... kidding, he already had his first time with his ex, who moved away for the same reason, I wish she was my mom. 

My father, James Antonio Williams Escarra, the most handsome man in the world, yes, I'm saying it because is my father. He was the dream of any girl, but none of them could have him, his parents move to Spain to live their lives alone whith his siblings, I think they were tripples, not quite sure, the only thing that I know is that he had a sister that is the female version of him.

My father has the perfect feature of a man with the combination of black and white, black from his father, affrican amerian, whit from his mother, spanish woman, but my father's skin is lighter than his siblings... for better explanation, his sking looks like if it was perfectly tanned, beautiful brown eyes, let me say, my grandmother has ice blue eyes and my grandfather has brown eyes, my fathers eyes were like a light brown, really pretty.

When they had their first encounter, my father was stoned by my mothers beauty, the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his whole life, he feel in love with her.

He started to be friends with her, help her study and he practice his french with her, just because, he wanted to learn the lenguage of love, he already spoke it, but he didn't have nobody to practice with beside the french teacher, the others french students were more preocupate to practice their english, mean while my mother already knew english. Anyway, my parents dated for like five months, in Christmas, my dad flew to Spain to be with his familly, he told them all about her, they weren't happy about the relacionship, but he seem happy so it didn't matter.

When my dad got back the first thing he did was to give my mother a beautiful neckles he got for her in Spain, she accepted and was happy, or thats what he thought. On Valentines Day, her "best friend" throw a party, they both assited to that party, everything was fun, and drinking, talking and dancing and the last thing they knew, they were drunk, my father more than my mother. They went to his place, cause he used to live alone, but with supervission of one friend of his mother, mrs Celia, a latin women who lives accross the street.

My parents did the unthinkable, my mother seduced him and they made love, (they have sex). A couples days pass and my mother broke up with my father, leaving him heart broken, but, he have done the samenthing that he did when his first girlfriend broke up with him and move away, he focus more on his studys, he was the best of the school, and still was after the brake up. A month pass by and guess what, my mother was having morning signess, she started to gane a little weigh, karma is a bitch, ladys and gentlemans, and she doesn't forgive.

He endup doing a pregnancy test and it came out possitive, the ugly part of all of it it's that her father and siblings were ready to go back to France, she wanted to go home too, but she was pregnant and her father found out. She didn't know that her father knew, the only thing that she did was to go to my fathers and tell him, he was the one who got her pregnant. My dad was in shock, but he sucked in and did the only thing he could, he went straigh to her father, who confroted them, and he told him that he was going to be a good dad, he took responsability for what he've done, good for him.

My father ask for her hand in marriage, wich they would do once they were older, (spoiler alert, they never married), she was fifteen and he was sixteen, for him was a two years, for her was three. My grandfather accepted, because my father has a future and he liked him.