A Girl and a Whiteboard

Chapter One

-A/N: Hey, this is my first story so thanks for stumbling upon it or just checking it out, it truly means a lot! It does get a lot more interesting after this so please be patient and once again thanks for reading!

I was sitting in the car, looking out the window. My godparents were talking to me, I think, but I didn't hear them. I looked to my right and saw my little brother Alec, and was amazed at how well he was handling all this.

I took out a dry erase pen and started writing, 'It's going to be okay, it's going to be good for us.'

Alec smiled at me, it almost seemed as if he was actually older than me even though he was eleven and I was seventeen. I guess when I stopped talking, he felt like he had to take care of me and not the other way around.

They called my godparents as soon people found out. It was a shock being that I hadn't seen these people in over ten years and here they were taking me to my new 'home.'

I was going to really miss my old friends, I didn't even have enough time to say goodbye, all I could do was text them that I was moving.

I stared out the window and started singing in my head and then I saw the sign for the town ShadowView. I know it sounds like such a fairytale like town but it's my worst nightmare. I didn't want to be here. Frankly, I didn't know where I wanted to be. But I knew it was the best thing for Alec, he needed stability right now and people who cared for him. I couldn't give up or it would ruin him too.

I looked out to the streets and it looked pretty normal to me. If I wasn't in this state, it would've looked like a new beginning, but it couldn't have been any worse.

Mary Ann, my godmother, told me we were home. I looked up and saw a two story house. It was an off white color and it had a tree, which made me really excited because I have an unexplainable love for them. The house screamed safe and that's we needed right now. It looked like a safe neighborhood, eh, looks are always deceiving.

Al, my godfather, asked,"Do you like it?"

What was I supposed to say? No? No, it's actually terrible and I don't want to be here or anywhere. And just as I was about to show him the frown of my face when my little brother said, "I love it!" And I wrote, 'I like it.' They all grinned at me as if I just told them I got into Stanford or something. How long would I keep being able to pretend? I sure as hell didn't know.

The house was just like my little three year old self remembered. Mary Ann always had a knack for decorating. She led Alec and I upstairs to our rooms. I guess it was kind of exciting because I never even had a room, neither did Alec. He was so excited and I couldn't help but let a small smile slip onto my face. His room was right across from mine, it would help when he woke up screaming at night, I could easily get to him.

I opened up the door to my first ever room, and it was the best thing that's happened to me in a long time. It was an off white color, like the house, but it had a queen sized cream bed, a closet with a floor length mirror, a bookshelf, a TV attached to the wall, and it had fairy lights along the top of my bed. Honestly, it was the room I had always dreamed of. I could hear Mary Ann's footsteps hesitating by the door so
I quickly scribbled on my whiteboard 'It's lovely, thank you.' And again I made yet another person smile today.

She said, "Well it's been a long time since we've seen each other and I didn't know what you liked, if you're just being nice we can go to the store and buy some things, or even paint and we can change it up as much as you want!"

It was kind of miserable in that everybody tried to make sure they didn't do anything that would trouble me, it's like I was made of glass. I didn't think I was, then again if I was sane, I wouldn't have to talk through a white board.