𝐋𝗼𝐯𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬

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Orange Leaves

"I'm tired of living in this world where all i can do is take a deep breath and say it's ok when i know it's not"

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After 5 hours of being on a bus, all I wanted was to be able to stand up straight before my legs fall off.

It didn't even matter, all I was thinking about was seeing my friends after a dreadful summer. Most people love summer but I hate summer especially with an aunt who doesn't care about you. Today was finally the day that it all changed. A five-hour bus ride from Cambridge, Ohio to Norton, Virginia is a small price to pay to get away from the hell hole I call home.

As soon as the bus stops I'm the first one to get up. I grab my small backpack underneath the seat in front of me. I walk up to the sliding doors in the front of the bus and wait until the cranky bus driver opens the door.

After a line forms behind me, the bus driver finally takes the hint to open the door. I Instantly smell the crisp fresh air outside. I take a couple of steps to get to the concrete floor and walk to where my luggage is. Miss cranky opens the door and I get my all black suitcases from the side of the bus and make my way to the school which isn't that far from the bus stop.

As I'm walking I'm admiring the trees with all their leaves turning orange and seeing how pretty the sky was today. Back home all I saw was the dark grey sky every time I looked through the window before I'd fallen back asleep. No wonder why my depression gets to its highest during the summer, who would have thought.

I finally found myself in front of a brick building with huge wooden doors. I saw above and read Granite Bay Academy. As I'm walking to the stairs to get to the door I see teenagers scattered all around the entrance dreading to get in. I blocked them from my mind as I'm walking up the stairs one by one. I take the last step before I open one of the large wooden doors. As soon as my feet hit the floor all the memories from the previous year come back and form a huge smile on my face. I'll never forget my first year here when I tripped on the steps and place planted on the hardwood floor and everyone started laughing at me.

The person I was two years ago is nowhere near the same person I am now. I remember the shy girl walking into these doors for the first time thinking how she was going to survive boarding school. Little did she know, it was the best thing that has happened to her. From that moment on I made a goal for myself to be the baddest bitch I could be. I didn't want to be known as the depressed girl who tried to kill herself so she was sent to boarding school.

My little 15-year-old self would have been proud of me because I did just that.

I found real friends who stuck by me after I told them what happened. I also made a name for myself that I was proud of. I was known as the bitch with a nicotine addiction which was honestly better than the depressed shy girl. They weren't wrong though, I turned to drugs when life was pretty hard and I didn't hide it from anyone because more than half of the population of Granite Bay did some sort of drugs.

Aside from all that I did pretty good in school. It was part of the deal of me staying here or else I would be put in a mental hospital with a bunch of psychos. So I did just that, I kept my grades up while still partying every weekend.

I make my way to the front desk to check-in. "Hi Betty," I tell the middle-aged lady with her blonde her up in a bun. "Ms. Moontree lovely to have you back, how was your summer," I hate it when people call me by my last time because all it does is remind me of my father. "Oh you know the same as always, nothing new," I tell her, not in the mood to start a conversation with her. It's not that I don't like her, It was just that all I could think of at that moment was to see Raven.

"I'm sorry to hear that, I hope you have a good year." She says as she hands me the keys to my dorm. Now I can leave her and get to Raven. "Thank you Betty, Well I better get going, see you around." I started walking before she had a chance to respond, a habit I need to work on.

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A/N

I hope you guys enjoy the story so far, this is definitely not my best writing because I'm just introducing Amara. I promise you it gets more interesting when I introduce more characters and also this chapter is fairly short because I was having a really hard time writing this. 

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I'll have a new chapter out tomorrow or Monday, thank you all for reading<3

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