Chapter 1

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I'm a sucker for theories. Sometimes I can just listen to someone's favorite song and automatically know their entire or part of their story.

That's me. I use theories to help people. Even though I'm still sorta.. Trying to understand the world. It's so hard to understand it. So many different perspectives of it. Then again I'm pretty young, like 13. Like damn. I'm pretty young.

Yet I still want to understand the world more. It fascinates me, all the theories I've studied.

God this is so confusing to explain. Let's get on with the story.

I sit down at the park and stare at the ceiling. I look up at the sky and bite my lip. Arriana. Jytte. Amethyst. I grip the grass in my hands. I scream at the top of my lungs.

Arriana. God Arriana. Her beautiful smile. Her cute little cheeks. She had feelings for me. She really did.. But her heart is lost somewhere and she's hiding it. I can't love her.

Jytte. She's 16. She's so much older than me. But she makes me feel loved. Me and her have been with each other since forever. I make her happy, she keeps me alive. She flirts with me and let's me show my other side. We always flirt. We actually wanna kiss each other.. But..

Amethyst. Amethyst. Why. Her. HER. She came into my life just all of a sudden. My eyes just found hers. And out of all the people in the world, she needed me. Cause I was a clue in the big mystery of Amethyst. Cause she's lost and I wanna solve her.

These three girls are ruining my life. They are also making me want to live every single day with a smile. But. I don't deserve any of them. Do I? Do I even deserve to love.

Like what kind of sick person.. Would love three girls at the same time. All I want is to MAKE THEM HAPPY. I don't know what's the difference between sometimes.

I'm just.. -screams- CONFUSED!!!!

I scream at the tree and people look. I gulp and hide. I bump into a tree and groan. Stupid. Stupid tree. Yeah that's what I said TREE!

A soft giggle rises from me when I realize what I'm saying. My eyes look around and I start skating around the park alone. Lost in my thoughts. And music.

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