Remember Me (Nash Grier)

Chapter 1

•Bailey's POV•
'New schools, new beginnings'
No.
It may be true, but being the new fifteen year old at a new school is anything but fun. Especially in the middle of the year when everyone is already in their little groups and popular.
Plus it's the beginning of February! Who would want to move out of northern Pennsylvania in February?
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The last box is packed. I look around my room- I mean my old room. My mom, sister, stepdad, and I are moving for no apparent reason. She said it was because I was bullied. I'm still alive, so I see no reason to move. I don't even care what people think about me anymore. My best friend betrayed me. I've never talked to her since she told me I couldn't be friends with a girl anymore. Vine is the only place where people like me.
I lift up the box containing trophies and ribbons and carry it out to the truck. We have to board our horses because we're moving into the suburbs. Ew. I'm jut glad I get to keep my horses. I'll most likely get to show in North Carolina my mom says. I'm kind of happy because it stays pretty warm down there, so I'll get to ride all year long without many problems. Despite if it gets cold or not, it's going to always be warmer than PA, I can promise you that. Also, maybe I'll get along with the other kids at my new school. 'Davidson Day' it's called. Hey, maybe there's some cute boys there. There was none at my old school, but some of them were nice I guess. The nice ones stuck up for the girls when guys were being pigs. But the pigs were.. I can't even describe them they're that horrible.
"Bailey lets go! It's a long ride to North Carolina!" My mom calls down the hall. I never noticed I walked back into my empty room after I put the last box into the truck.
"Coming!" I shout back, "Is Ron driving the truck or the moving van?" I ask as I walk toward my mom.
"He's driving the horses down," she answers.
"Soooo the truck," I say. She nods. I walk into the driveway where my older sister, Courtney, is loading my horses. Her horse died last September, and she didn't want to buy another one. She knows to much about them just to throw it all away. I tell her to ride Chex, but she never does.
"How are they behaving?" I ask.
"Great actually. Neither of them have refused," she answered.
We're only one year apart, and we get along pretty well. I'm happy we don't fight all the time.
"Bailey, Courtney, almost done? Everything's packed and Ron is waiting," she urges. Ron is my stepdad. My real dad died when I was eight. I miss him, but that was eight years ago, and I don't remember him that well.
"Yeah let's go," I sigh. I don't want to move.
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Short first update sorry. There isn't going to be magcon meet&greets in this story, but nash and the other guys will show up. Tysm if your read this.
Just letting you know this IS NOT 100% TRUE. THIS IS FANFICTION. I WILL TRY TO MAKE IT AS TRUE AS POSSIBLE. THERE MAY BE MISTAKES, BUT THEY WILL NOT BE LIKE "Nash is 8" OKAY JUST LETTING Y'ALL KNOW