Zoe was herself. That's the only way anyone could describe her. She liked to believe that she was in charge of her own happiness. This caused Zoe to hate parties, small talk, and basically everything your normal teen would enjoy. Zoe loved art in almost any form. She likes to go to places by herself- like parks and museums- to sit and reflect and most of all to take pictures. Zoe loved photography; she was obsessed with the idea that she capturing not only an image to be stored in your camera, but the idea that you are freezing that moment. Not just what she saw but what she felt, what she heard, and the emotions running through her. Zoe also likes to fill her mind with music. She adored the way that music told stories and was sincere. People usually tended to put their hearts into the lyrics and sing through their souls. She loved the way the she could get lost in music. She wasn't really picky about her music taste but loved herself some alternative and indie music along with some punk rocky stuff. She was all over the place; but it was art, so Zoe loved it. Finally, writing was Zoe's main pastime. She had filled multiple journals with thoughts, ideas, and regrets over the last couple years. She had learned that this was her escape, her key to happiness. She loved sitting at a coffee shop writing for hours, and she lived for the late nights she had spent trying to form her beautiful thoughts into cohesive words.
After a very unfortunate series of events, Zoe was forced across the world to Sydney, Australia in hopes for a new beginning. Zoe was excited about the move. She loved the idea of escaping her past of loss and pain to open her heart to a new place. Still, she was scared about having to start over, to make new friends and more first impressions.
After arriving in the land down under, Zoe settled into a small cute house in Sydney with her aunt and was starting to learn the area around her. She was arranged to start school in a couple of days and had plans to binge watch some TV shows and eat a ton of pizza before having to start living in the real world again.
:) No idea where this is going but yeah... Part 1
