What He's Missing *EDITING*

Chapter One || Private Pine High

SO AS YOU GUYS MIGHT HAVE GUESSED THIS IS MY FIRST BOOK, AND I HONESTLY DONT KNOW IF YOU'RE READING IT CUZ YOURE BORED AND DESPERATE OR IF ITS ACTUALLY GOOD, BUT I'M GOING WITH THE SECOND ONE SO I CAN RAISE MY SELFESTEEM Y'KNOW

But I hope you guys like it (:

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[Chapter One || Private Pine High]

2 years later

I grinned looking at my closet with pride. I knew I did a lot of school shopping for senior year this summer, but now that I've actually stepped back and looked at all the different colors and fabrics bulging out of my medium sized closet did I finally understand what dad meant when he said I needed to have a limit.

I wasn't always like this. Something in me changed when I went to Aunt Anna's boarding school. I didn't always like shopping. But when I did change it wasn't the big switch people make it out to be. It wasn't like I just woke up one morning deciding to change. Actually I don't even think I noticed myself change. At first, it was little things like actually taking time doing my hair, changing my clothing around a bit, or doing my nails. And then the change kind of just grew, like starting to actually use body lotion after showers. But how was I supposed to know that people actually put on body lotion after showers? I thought it was just something you used when you noticed your skin drying.

And thats the thing with changing, you dont even notice it until you're a completely different person.

So when I went to Aunt Anna's boarding school in London, I changed. But in retrospect, I kind of did want to change. Going to a new school gave me the opportunity to become a new better person in my perspective. To become someone who didnt have to rely on other people. Someone who knew what she wanted and went for it.

I still remember the summer day I was at home eating cereal and my dad told me that I wasn't returning to my Aunt Anna's boarding school in London, but rather stay here and go back to Pine Academy. I could tell he missed having me around. But so did I, I missed our dysfunctional father- daughter relationship. It was always just me and dad, and I never questioned it. I like our home life the way it is. But sometimes I wish my dad wasn't so lonely. Sometimes I wish I wasn't the only girl in his life, and that there was another girl to make him smile. But there isn't. It's just me and dad, and now I'll be seeing him a lot more often now that I'm moving back in and finishing my last year her in Cali with him.

I was going back to the posh private school where I realized I didn't matter as much as I thought. The school where I highly doubt I had anyone to welcome me back. The school where no-one will even remember me. And also the school where the now globally-known and famous Mason Bontelle attended; my ex-best friend. At first I hadnt really wanted to go back to Private Pine High but then I realized this was my chance. Sure, I'm staying at my old town, and returning to my old school... but this was a new me. And I was going to show Mason exactly what he was missing out on. He could'nt just throw me away and forget me just like that.

Ruffling through my closet I quickly dressed in ripped bleached skinny jeans, my favorite black combat boots, and a white lace tee, with a bright highlighter pink tank top under. I didn't do anything to my hair considering my bike helmet would ruin it anyway. I applied black eyeliner on my green eyes and mascara on my blond lashes. I hoped no-one thought I was going to work on my appearence this much later on in the year. It's like an unspoken rule; look good the first and last day of school, and crawl by the the inbetween looking like a sloth.

I looked myself over, I mean I knew I wasn't ugly, my dad always called me beautiful...but its practically in his job description. But all I know is when I look in the mirror all I saw was me; a teenager. Well, a teenager about to face her past, to be exact.