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Maddylan

I don't understand why my mom wants me to move here, I don't want to. She said it could be a fresh start here because I had no friends. Yeah mom that is a great reason to move me across the country, because I had no friends. I looked out the window just in time to see the Welcome to Beacon Hills sign. I hate this.

"Mom other than the reason for a fresh start why are we moving to Beacon Hills"

"Can you stop complaining for like 5 minutes, and Beacon Hills is a very nice town with very nice people"

I was bored so I decided to write in the new Journal my mom gave me. I opened it and refused to write "Dear Diary" so I started with the basics.

Ok so here is the deal my name is Maddylan Daniels. I am 16 years old and my mom is 31 (she had me when she was 15). I don't know my dad she doesn't talk about him. I am from Raleigh North Carolina. I do not have a southern accent. I had friends but they never came to my house and we never did anything outside of school so my mom just thought I had no friends. I was falling a little behind in all of my classes and I don't want my mom to look at my report card like ever. She thinks I might make friends here. Yay. I have messy curly brown hair everyone tells me I have beautiful hair but I hate it. I have bright green eyes in the summer and a dark green in the winter. My eyes are the only thing I like about me. I am pretty short I am about 5'2 and that is mostly my upper body I have short stubby legs. I don't really like sports except for Lacrosse. I have always wanted to try and play it but I never had the time surprising that I spent most of my time avoiding school work, in my room, and on netflix. I just didn't feel like getting up and doing something. I love horror movies they make me laugh and I hate romance movies because the guy always ends up getting the girl and that is just not how life is it pisses me off how they portray life. They make life seem so easy and fun when in reality life sucks. I am not a pessimist I am a realist. Before I could write more the car pulled to a stop. I looked outside and saw our new house. I sighed, this was going to be a nightmare.

Scott

I was talking with Stiles on the phone when I heard a moving truck pull up at the driveway next to my house I looked out the window and saw a dark blue subaru. I said goodbye to Stiles and hung up the phone I ran down stairs and put my shoes on and went to go say hi. When I walk across the lawn. The passenger door swang open and a girl was falling out. I ran up and caught her arm and helped her out.

"Hey are you ok?"

"Yeah I am fine"

"Hi I am Scott Mccall, your neighbor" I shook her hand and she smiled

"I am Maddylan Daniels, you can call Maddy. Nice to meet you Scott"

"So do you know what school you are going to?"

"Yea Beacon Hills High, but I don't really know where it is, or anything about this town for that matter"

"Well do you want a tour I can show you everything you need to know"

"You know what that would be fun let me go tell my mom I will be right back"

She walked away and I was deciding whether to walk or take my bike but before I could decide she popped up.

"My mom said I could go but I need to change because I look like shit"

"Ok" I said holding in a laugh. At least this girl had an open mouth, she didn't care what she said

She ran off and I walked up to someone carrying a box in one hand and a plant in the other. I ran up and took the box from her.

"Here let me help you with that"

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