~Oliver (Hutt River)~
In my early teenage years my desires to fit in grew, and I developed a craving for the teenage experience. By this, I didn’t mean getting a fake ID and going around vandalizing the city (Although, considering my family, I probably could’ve gotten away with it), I wanted the average teenage experience complete with high school and a 10:30 curfew, but it seemed my family wasn’t too keen on the idea.
I stayed out past my curfew dozens of times with not so much as a phone call, but of course I never suffered any type of punishment for it. And when I asked to stop being homeschooled, they laughed in my face, saying I was too soft for public high school. While that may have been true (I have promised myself that my children will not be sent to a public highschool), Keith eventually registered me at the local high school for what would be mine and Morro's Freshman year.
I waited until the summer to break the news to Morro, but after I saw the way he reacted, I wished I'd waited until the day before.
"You want to go to high school? Here of all places?" Morro was a bit shocked after I told him. "You haven't met any of the other teens around here, much less gone to school with them."
"Well, yeah, Keith always says staying in the house all day can't be too good for me." I replied. "I think I could get a better education if I was at an actual school."
"That's exactly why you should go to one of those fancy private schools. You'll get murdered at a public school."
"There aren't any private schools even remotely close to here." I explained. "Keith doesn't want me living far away without anybody I know, its either this or another year of homeschooling."
"Fine, but you're gonna regret it."
Despite Morro's initial refusal to the idea, he did help me get everything in order for school, even going as far as making sure all of my classes were the same as or near his so he could "Keep an eye on" me as he called it.
This was also around the time that Ella discovered she was pregnant with Keith's child, so she was screaming at me a bit more, but nothing I couldn't ignore. I pretty much avoided her altogether because I heard that stressing her out would be bad for the baby.
On the first day of high school, Morro took it upon himself to make sure I survived.
"Keep your head down, don't talk to anybody in the halls, don't let them know anything about you that they could use against you, and don't start anything." He told me. "If anybody bother's you, I'll take care of them."
From the expectation of this place that Morro had given me, I wan't too surprised when I became a bit of a punching bag. From the first day, I hated it, but I wasn't about to let him know he was right. Kirkland's don't like hearing "I told you so."