An Attempt was Made. Chapter 2 updated 1st August, 2016

OH, Hey. Welcome to my little world, I'm Zeke. If you're watching, the first thing you'll notice is I am tied up pretty well at the moment. The 2nd thing you should notice is there is a decent size party of women in the kitchen seemingly, at least from what I can tell from out here...Fighting? or Yelling? at one another. Meh my viewpoint isn't as great from the living room carpet. Oh ya by the way I am completely naked. They didn't even leave my socks on. Pretty chilly...if you know what I mean. It seems like we have a little bit of time so how about I explain how I ended up in this predicament. Let's rewind to 2 weeks ago.

My mother and I lived in a small town named Dannen in Pennsylvania. Nothing too crazy or special about it but life was nice and quaint. We didn't have the internet and television was only via antenna but life with Mom was nice. Unfortunately my step-father reappeared after tracking us down and we had to leave the town, I can get into that later, but for now let's just say we aren't on the best of terms. So now we live in a pretty big city near the Delaware border. Mom says he might not be able to track us again because he'll think we're sticking to low population areas. I don't know about that but so far so good. That's how we settled in Howells two weeks ago, It's strict here and religious. When we were a "family" we used to be very religious but that was before my parents split. I started school the day after we arrived, I never had many friends before but my first day at Howells High made me feel completely ostracized. Here if you don't live by the Bible and attend church regularly apparently its the end of the world. I made the simple mistake of answering, "I can't remember the last time I was in a church" to a question I naively thought was innocent. Queue a week straight of eating alone in the lunch room as I heard, quite blatantly I might add, "Heathen" thrown around rather freely. I resigned myself to that fate knowing in 2 short years I would graduate hopefully and be rid of this place. At least I thought I would have to do it but luck seemed to be on my side. The Monday of my second week a nice blonde girl named Rachel plopped down at my lunch table. EVERY eye was on us. A small friendly greeting, which was nice, started. I learned that we shared mostly the same classes. I hadn't even noticed that. Most of the women in this school were attractive but why care to appreciate the scenery when most of the eyes that met mine were full of indignation. Yet here was Rachel, maybe the number 2 or 3 school popularity, talking to me. She was great and lunch ended a bit too early.

The next few days I ate lunch with Rachel. I was starting to get attached to her. She was my lifeline to a semblance of a normal life here. I asked her once if it was ok for her to be seen talking to a heathen but she calmly replied "Heathen or Sheep, you're human. This school can be too uptight. I hope you can enjoy it." I was taken aback. Due to her presence I started to see the halls of the school lighten up, Sure it was still the antisocial place that I first walked into but it no longer felt like a prison, I met a few others I had class with and life was starting to turn around.

Thursday there was no Rachel, Everything seemed darker, I know it just seemed that way but really, Hallways, classrooms, Lunch, it was like a cloud had entered the school. I went back to eating alone and decided to study since I had no one to talk to. Suddenly I heard some footsteps and when I looked up I saw a girl named Rita, who I previously had learned was "The" Queen Bitch of Howells, a Senior and she had a cadre of mini bitches in accompaniment. Now to say I was surprised would have been an understatement. Rita may have been the horror of the school but she also ran the school. Infamous rather than famous, plenty of stories were in circulation. I may have been a heathen to most here but if the stories were correct she was Satan possessing the epitome of piety. Which is why I was shocked when she simply introduced herself and her crew. I learned that Rita, led a group bible study, the group consisted of Rita, easily an 8/10, Amanda...body like a two by four but fit, Maria...decent size to the girl specially around the chest, and last but not least was Vivian...at best four feet tall, she was the shortest person in the school despite being a senior. After surveying the group I listened in earnest to what they had to say but I could have guessed it anyway, "Join us for a study an

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