Chapter 1

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Jessica's POV

Hi, my name is Y-I mean Jessica Greystone. Shit why am I still starting my train of thought by introducing myself, I know who I am and anyone who reads this knows my name is Jessica because there's a giant sign that says "Jessica's POV." Why do I still do that?

Sorry, I have little habits I am trying to rid myself of. Shall we start over?

(Back to the Beginning)

I take a deep breath as I step off the bus. Looking at the apartment complex soon to be my home I think "Good thing I have an aunt I can stay with or else I'd have nowhere to go."

As I walk up to my Aunt Lisa's apartment I trip on my own two feet and crashed on to something. Great start, Jessica.

I look up to see what I crashed into. Well turns out this what was more of a who. A tall muscular boy with green emerald orbs and brunette locks. Fuck!

"Are you okay?" the boy asked.

"I'm fine" I say acting natural "Just a bit of a clutz"

"You here visiting anyone?"

"I'm moving here, with my aunt."

"Then I guess I'm your new neighbor" the boy smiled and extended his hand "I'm Lukas."

"Jessica" I shook his hand.

Oh god, please let this be a friendship and nothing more.

"I'd better get to my aunt's apartment." I break from the handshake.

"Ok, we'll maybe I'll see you in school tomorrow" Lukas calls out as I leave.

Eventually I make it to my Aunt's apartment and ring the bell.

A woman in her mid 40s answers the door. Aunt Lisa, my favorite aunt. She invites me in and puts a kettle of tea on the stove.

"Thank you so much for letting me come live with you" I say.

"Oh it's no problem at all, anything to help my favorite niece."

"Aunt Lisa, I'm your only niece."

"All the more reason to help you. Now I remember you saying that you were 'not like other girls' and that you hated makeup and 'girly things. Is this still true"

I nearly choked on my cup of tea "Hell No. I am way done with that embarrassing phase. I even burned all my galaxy clothes."

I look down at the basic ass Pinterest outfit I was wearing. The last part of my old self that needed to die.

(A/N: ugh I hate this outfit just as much as you)

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(A/N: ugh I hate this outfit just as much as you)

"I took care of getting you transferred into the highschool here, you start on Monday" aunt Lisa tells me.

"Great" I reply with a bit of worry in my voice.

I really hope things don't end up like last time or I might have to skip town again.

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