Will Ariana cope with new changes or will she completely break?
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16 year old Ariana has never had an easy life. Coping with depression at a young age when she didn't even know what it meant was definitely not on her bucket list.
So when her mot...
"The reason I keep My feelings to myself Is because I can't Explain them" -Unknown ___________________ Song name: Run Artist (s): OneRepublic
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I woke up at six in the morning. Today is the day and the new month is starting. August. This means two things.
One, mine, and Samuel's 17th birthday is coming up very soon.
Second, today is the first day of my senior year of high freaking school.
Hopefully, it is not a cliché school.
It is an elite school but we are allowed to wear any clothing as long as it is not inappropriate.
I remember the friends I had made in my older high school. They were nothing but two-faced idiots who were really toxic people. I hung out with them because no one else wanted to be friends with me since I was getting bullied a lot due to my hair and freckles. I hope that doesn't happen now.
I came out of my lovely bed and went to get ready for the day. I took a bath, did all my business, and wore my clothes for the day. I wore a black top with black jeans and a grey coat jacket. I dried and curled my red hair and put on some black leather boots.
I just put on some mascara and lip balm as makeup then took m already packed bag and headed downstairs. When I reached the dining room, I noticed only Weston was there.
"Good morning," I chirped as I sat down on my chair. He looked genuinely surprised but hid it away quickly.
"You're awake?" He asked, without even greeting me back. How rude!
"Nope, I am Ariana. Awake is somewhere else." I said. He raised an eyebrow at my remark but looked amused so I just said a quick sorry and double-checked if I had brought all my things.
"How did you learn how to do that?" He asked me. I had an idea what he was talking about but I pretended to act all innocent.
"Do what?" I asked, fake confusing masking my face.
"Stop the innocent act. You know exactly what I am talking about," he said.
I sighed.
"I self-learned half of it and the other, school. My teacher for computers was impressed with me and taught me some of this," I said.
He nodded and went back to what he was doing.
"Where are the rest?" I asked him.
"They are still sleeping but are supposed to be awake by now. Can you wake them up?" He asked.
"Sure. In any way?" A smirk was already forming on my face and it grew wider as he nodded his head a hint of amusement swirling in his blue orbs.
I rushed towards the kitchen and grabbed two pans before going to the hallways where all of our bedrooms were located. I didn't even waste a second before I started banging the piece of metal against each other.
