Derek Andrew Thorpe | Tidewater High

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posted Dec 8, 2015 22:40:31 GMT -6

Post by Kiersten on Dec 8, 2015 22:40:31 GMT -6

We were as young as we were dumb
When we piled in a ol' pile of junk
It was one for all, and all for one

A bunch of outlaws without a gun
Shootin' bad booze outta dixie cups
Chasin' every girl that wasn't fast enough

Name: Derek Andrew Thorpe

Birthday: November 13

Age: 17

Grade: Junior

Orientation: Straight

Status: "Recently" Single
Position: Employee at Personal Power Gym

Playby: Bryce Thompson

No matter how bad the break or how bad the luck
Or how bad the day you still had us

I got a scar on my cheek from a bar room brawl
Wasn't meant for me but I took the fall

One of these things is not like the other
My brother, My father, and Me
I am the Black Sheep.

“Gavin, where’s the phone.” Derek groaned to his older brother, knowing he had used it last for some stupid science project he had going on.

“Mom has it now.” Gavin’s monotoned voice informed him and his brother was pointing down the hallway despite not looking up from his homework. Derek thought he was such a geek, but he admired his brother for his intelligence and dedication. He wanted to be like his brother, but he felt like he wasn’t ever going to be. He followed his brothers pointed finger to their parent’s bedroom and stopped at the door. It was open ajar, and he could hear their mother talking in a low voice.

“John, he can’t know about this. Joseph can’t know about this. No one must know about this.” His mother sounded desperate, he realized as he was about to open the door, that she was talking to his uncle, his dad’s brother. He stood still, holding his breath even as he tried to listen in on the rest of the conversation. He didn’t know what they were talking about, but she had said his fathers name and that worried him.

“No, I promise you Joseph doesn’t know. And no, I won’t tell him he’s your son. Not now, not ever.”

Derek felt his heart stop, he had to have heard wrong, and yet, it all clicked. His dad and Gavin were more alike and he, he was the black sheep among the three of them. He felt a clammy feeling grow over his entire body, he felt chilly and sick all the sudden and a huge headache started pounding in his brain. She hadn't said his name, but who else could it be? He slowly stepped away from the door, hearing his mothers voice slowly disappear into whispers he couldn’t understand until he found his way back to his brothers room, and just stood there in shock, staring at his brother, trying to find the similarities to deny what he had heard.

“Derek, do you need something? I told you where the phone was.” Gavin still didn’t look up from his homework but had seen his brother enter the room out of the corner of his eyes.

Derek didn’t respond, but felt a searing hatred flow through his veins at his mother for cheating and creating him, for his father for not ever noticing, for his brother being the perfect child he would never be, and for himself for believing he could ever be like his brother. “Nothing.” Derek said through gritted teeth as he turned on his heel, tears threatening to pour out of him as he vowed to never forgive his mom for this. He reached his room and slammed the door behind him. Looking around he saw reminders of what he couldn’t be, second and third place trophies, a half-built computer that he could never figure out on his desk, a picture of Gavin, their dad, and him.

With trembling hands, he ripped the picture off and tossed it. He pushed the half-built computer off his desk and onto the ground, causing it to break. He pulled off every trophy he had ever earned for anything and threw them against the wall.

It's a cowboy code it's an unwrote law
When you mess with one you gotta take us all.