Chapter 1

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A/N this starts off slow but it has a lot of background information in it, I hope it’s not to boring and slow >.< I’ll also try not to curse like a sailor but sometimes it just happens

Chloe’s POV

My phone vibrated on my bed as I woke up a little bit more. I turned over and unlocked my phone. Clicking the text app it opened and I clicked on the new message. It opened and read

*Happy Birthday lil sister!* It was my moms boyfriend. He calls all his girls lil sis or lil sister.

I looked at the time and it was 5:45 in the morning. Knowing I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep I got up and grabbed my stuff so I could take a shower before school.

This was defiantly not me. I’m a bitch in the morning and usually don’t talk to anyone, even my family, until after 7:45 in the morning. I guess that’s what getting eleven hours of sleep does to someone… I was in a good mood AND taking a shower in the morning. I even talked to my mom a bit before she drove me to school. I could tell she was shocked as well.

I walked past the blood drive van and into the school. I walked upstairs to my locker and put some of books in there while grabbing a couple before heading back downstairs with my books for my next couple periods. My first period was band and the teacher usually only shows up about a half hour before school starts. Unlike me, I get here about an hour before school starts.

The reason being I hate really big groups of people. It gives me anxiety, like really bad. So I show up before most people so when they start showing up I can ease into it a little better. It’s weird but it helps me so people can screw off. The only bad part is that my most recent ex shows up a few minutes after I do and we sit in the same area. We sat together for almost six months of the school year before we broke up, but I won’t get into that now.

I sat down at a table and set my stuff down and played with my phone for a bit before one of my friends boyfriends sat down with me. I really don’t know why he does it, because they are plenty of other open tables this early. He sits here until my friend gets here then he follows her around like a lost puppy. He doesn’t even know my name, yet he still sits here until she gets to school. I love her so I’ve never questioned it even though I’ve only known her for a year and she’s a senior. I guess when you spend 8 hours a week with people you get to know them pretty well. Ah I miss marching band.

After a few minutes Elijah sat down. This was also pretty normal, he’s my ‘brothers’ friend. Then a few minutes after that Emma walked up to us with her bag on her shoulder, she was also part of my ‘brothers’ friend group.

Now if you’re wondering what I mean by my ‘brother’ I mean my best friend since the first minute I came onto this planet. His name is Nathan and like I said we’ve known each other since I was born, since he is older. Our moms are best friends and they just so happen to get pregnant at the same time. So we grew up together and we spent a lot of time together. We were always at each others houses all the time, so it was natural that we were close. I’m closer to him than I am my actual brother. So to save everyone’s time we just say we are brother and sister.

Anyway back to now…

Emma was standing at the table before she asked, “You guys want to go to my locker with me?”

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