Have You Changed?

Chapter 1

This is the last week of grade 11 until summer vacation. I'm so pumped. I'm in my room just finishing up my makeup when my mom calls me.

"Julia! Hurry Up you're going to be late!" My mom yelled from downstairs.

"coming!!" I yelled back.

With that I checked my phone realizing I had 5 minutes till my bus came. I ran downstairs and grabbed an apple running out of the house to try and catch my bus. I had to walk down the street to get to my bus which usually took about 3 minutes and my bus was coming in 2.

"Crap!" I said to myself running down the road. as I was running I saw my bus stop to pick up the other two kids that also got on at my stop and drove away.

"Shit!" I said loudly as I stopped running to catch my breath once again.

"How am I suppose to get to school now? I have an exam!" I remembered.
As I stood there thinking what to do, I Hurd a car pulling up beside me.

"Need a ride?" They said. it was Peter. Peter is my best friend. We've been best friends since we were little so we're really close. Peter has light brown hair and dark brown eyes, he's tall and has great muscles I might add. I tell Peter everything that happens, and he's always there to support me and I do the same for him when he needs me.

"Yeah actually." I said smiling at him.

"Hope in" he smiled back while unlocking the door to his black car.

"Thanks Peter, I was running late and missed my bus, and I have exams today so if you hadn't seen me I would most definitely have been screwed." I sighed

"Well you're lucky I live close to you then, aren't you?" He laughed.

"Definitely lucky haha" I laughed back.

"How are you doing lately..?" Peter suddenly says to me.

"Wh..what do you mean..?" I ask kind of confused.

"I don't know.. Just with anything, or everything.." he says concerned.

"I'm fine? Why? Haha" I giggle at Peter.

"Julia, I know you're still getting bad anxiety.." he sighs still looking at the road.

"W-what are u talking about? I'm fine.." I lie hoping he'll believe my terrible lying skills.

"When you get anxiety attacks I know you get short of breath... and I've seen you in class a few times." Peter admits to me.

Shit, I can't lie my way out of this one now. Peters actually seen me in class having anxiety... oh boy. I sigh.

"So what if I'm still having anxiety. It's normal to get anxiety sometimes." I fight back a little irritated because Peter knows.

"I know its normal Juls... it's just, I just worry sometimes because I care, and You know that." He tells me as we pull into the school parking lot.

"Look Peter, I'm fine okay? I promise if My anxiety starts to get really bad I'll tell you. Okay?" I ask.

He sighs "okay" then gives me a little smile. I smile back to reassure him that I will live up to my words.

Okay, so I guess I should introduce myself a little more. I'm Julia Small. I'm 16 and my birthday is this July. My parents tend to fight a lot latke which makes me worried, but I try to avoid thinking about it as much as possible. I'm a shy girl and I'm not the tallest either. I get anxiety sometimes because I get nervous and I get short of breath. It's not bad but It I'll get anxiety which sucks. I have dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. I'm probably about 5'2 or something. I love Drawing and reading. Soo now you know a little bit about me, Julia Small.