Chapter 0: New Year New Me

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Prologue

Bex's POV

I sighed as I dropped my butt on the queen-sized bed in my room I got a few weeks ago. It was 5 o'clock and the sun would set in an hour or two and summer would be over. I thought about my summer. It wasn't all that bad.

Sure my dad got me going to summer school and my brother would go to college and I wouldn't see him for who knows how long, but I think I actually really did have a good time going to Alaska with my brother.

The snow there came up to my knees and me and my brother had the best snowball fight ever. We were such children. (We also went on a week-long cruise.) I was still thinking about my summer when I remembered why I came into my room; I was going to charge my kindle. It only had half a bar left.

I stood up and searched through all my drawers until I finally found the right one. I grabbed the charger and walked over to the side of the red-black sofa bed. I plugged one end into the outlet and the other to the bottom of the kindle. I carefully balanced the kindle on the armrest of the couch so I could check my Facebook on the computer while I waited for the kindle to charge.

After a while I decided to take shower, but then my older brother,Devon just had to come bursting in through the door. "Hey Bex, can I use your kindle for a while, I can't find mine? I wanna finish the story I was reading." he asked.

"No, I'm charging mine. Plus, I thought you never read." I said suspiciously. "I do read Bex, anyway come on, I just wanna finish the story, it'll only take ten minutes. Please?" My brother wined. I sighed, "Fine, but only because I love you so much." I rolled my eyes. "Yay!" Devon cheered like a little boy. "I will love you for life Bex! Oh, and can you come to the balcony with me. I'm gonna leave at 6:15 tomorrow remember? Don't you want to a spend a little more quality time with your hot older brother?" he asked smirking.

"No, but I'll go with you only because I wouldn't see you tomorrow." I grinned in return. My brother smiled happily and turned around and walked out the door of my room. I sighed and followed him, I did say yes after all.

I turned around and trailed Devon. When I walked up the stairs and towards the balcony, Devon was already up there waiting for me. When I reached the balcony and leaned on the railings next to Devon, I noticed that the bottom of the sun touched the horizon. "I can't believe my baby sister is growing up." Devon said pretending to sniff and look all sad.

I smiled and rolled my eyes. "Well I can't believe you're so old. You're about to go to college.That's like... whoa. I'm only starting my Junior year." I said turning to look at my brother's face. He was beaming. "I'm gonna miss your stupid jokes though. Even the ones that aren't funny." I said. "Hey, all my jokes are funny." he retorted.

"Yeah sure big bro." I shrugged as I looked at the disappearing sun.

"Pssh hell yeah!"

"Whatever."

"Oh my god Bex," he started suddenly, "look at the sun! Quick make a wish," my brother told me. He was the type that believed in that sort of stuff. Quite naive, but sorta cute.

"Ok..." I said trailing off thinking, "I hope my junior year isn't as super boring as last year. I swear that could've been better in so many ways. Also I hope it's year worth remembering... And cuter guys," I wished, "now you." I said facing Devon. "Nah, if I say it out loud I'm gonna jinx it." he told me. "But I just did." I reminded him.

"Yeah, sorry, it would've been a great year for you." he smirked, "besides, I don't think you're old enough for a boyfriend yet." I rolled my eyes at him, " are you forgetting that I had a boyfriend last year?" Devon shrugged, "until I chased him off." I smiled. "I still hate you for that."

I gave him a playful push. Surprisingly he actually fell down and I started cracking up. "Oh god you're stupid." I said in between breathes. When I regained myself, I looked towards the horizon, but the sun had already completely disappeared under it.

This is going to be a great year I told myself hoping I was right


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