Chapter 1// Memories and betrayals

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I swear I'll sue the person who created homework, because right now doing calculus is not how I imagined my Thursday night. Great. It's my last week at crescent creed high school before I move to New York City and to be quite frank I'm kinda happy to be leaving. Why? That school was the worst, I mean a living hell. How? For no reason almost every teacher hated my guts, giving me double the homework, frowning when I get a A+ they think I don't "deserve." The students, mindless drones just useless and unfriendly.

I brush my hand through my unruly wavy locks. I glance briefly at the mirror in my room opposite the desk, revealing a teenage girl with light hazel eyes, almost raven curly hair, porcelain skin & tiny frame. Wearing nothing more than sweatpants and a white shirt, attractive right?

The one thing I'll miss about this small town; a tiny speck on Americas map. Is my best friend; Tyler Lindter, your only friend actually, wow even I acknowledge how sad this sounds. Tyler and I have been inseparable since first grade when he defended me against a bully teasing me about wetting my pants; when I couldn't reach the toilets in time, albeit I was going to cry and run way he stepped in and saved my dignity. Even since we've been close and this is what I'll miss most about this place, the only thing.

I start to get annoyed at particular question and want to scream at the random sentence of numbers strung together deciding to do this during my free period tomorrow. I slide the paper into a folder and stomp down stairs, following the scent of dinner into the kitchen.
"What's cooking?" I cheekily grin at mum who seems to be doing everything at one.
"Dinner." She states the obvious. I roll my eyes.
"What's for dinner." I ask bluntly slightly annoyed.
" lasagna, it'll be ready soon" she gives up.
I stalk into the living room flopping onto the soft leather couch flipping the channel to a episode of teen wolf. Tyler posey as a werewolf is quite sexy really.

I nearly just out my skin when my phone in my pocket goes off with a ping! Indicating I got a text. (Tyler bold, Jacinta italics)

are we still on for tomorrow night? :)
Sure, just remember the popcorn this time!
Never again after how viciously you attacked me last time ;)
Haha you still love me!
Your such a dork! Seeya tomorrow!

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I watch almost quarter of a season until I'm rudely interrupted by a plate being shoved in my face, by a demon spawn aka my little brother Jacob.
"Thanks." I mutter.
He just rolls his eyes as walks out of the room. I snarf down the food not realising how hungry I was, that's when the door bell rang a three note ricochet beckoning for someone to answer the door.

I answered it being closer to the front when I finally rolled off the couch I really wonder why someone would be coming here at 7:30pm on a school night. Upon opening the door there stood the one and only; Ryan montelo. The quarterback on the foot ball team, sporting blonde curls, sky blue eyes and a dazzling smile. You would think any teenage girls would be experience a hormonal breakdown by looking at this guy, but what overtook me was a shot of pain and pure anger burning deep within me; and telling by how he can't meet my glare, it's obvious how apologetic he is; this will be interesting.

"Cinta.." He begins softly.
"Don't call me that!" I spat back, it may be rude to greet someone this way but the crimes he has committed is unforgiving.
He winces but continues with a bit of confidence, " I'm sorry, I was being a jerk; I didn't mean to hurt you. Your fragile like a flower, I didn't mean to crush you like that. I love you." He mumbles.
" did you? Or am I just a fragile little flower?! well you should of thought about that before!" I disregard his apology remarking back injecting venom in my tone.
He goes to talk back his face showing undeniable hurt, but I don't let him in.
"Good bye, Ryan, have a nice life," I slam the door in his face. And run to my room. Ignoring mum calling my name.

Can't he leave me alone? He's done his damage, I can't be repaired anymore.

All of this drama over one thing; he cheated on me, with my ex best friend and had the decency to blab about it to the whole student body.

I won't miss his face, or this place. It's full of bad memories and betrayals.

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A/N
Hello! This is my first time trying to write a book on wattpad, I'm not exactly the best writer but not the worst. so this is just a introduction to my story I'm working on, it'll get better as it goes, I promise.
Update: it depends on various things but it may come in between now and a few weeks.
Seeya!

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