After a couple days, I've got the schedule down. My classes are pretty hard, but they aren't to bad.
1st AP Biology
2nd Advanced Forensic Science
3rd Spanish 3
4th Pre-Calculus/ Trigonometry
5th AP English
6th World History
7th Chemistry 2I'm starting to get settled in here. Everyone's rooms are unpacked and I have everything set up. I really miss my sisters and Jake. It's only been a couple days, but I miss the hell out of them.
I call them everyday to talk, but the time difference sucks monkey balls. They'll be here soon though.
I haven't seen much of my mother since we got here. She's been at work or drunk or out with some guy. I don't care though. I'd rather be alone than spend my time with her anyway.
Luke is pretty great to. He makes me happy, but he's kinda touchy-feely. I haven't decided if it makes me feel uncomfortable or if I like it though.
Maybe it's a little of both. I like the tingly feeling it leaves in my stomach when he rests his hand on my thigh. And his soft fingers on my hands when he plays with my fingers. I love it, but it's all new to me.
I haven't talked to Calum and Micheal to much yet. They seem cool, but whenever everyone hangs out they always go off on their own. Call me crazy, but I got some major Malum feels.
Megan and Ashton are super sweet though. Megan has been a great friend. Always gossiping with me and teasing me about Luke because 'soon we are gonna get together and make pretty babies.' I laugh everytime and tell her it's never gonna happen.
Ashton seems kind of shy, but he looks like he would never hurt a fly. And when I see him look at Megan and I see the love in his eyes, I know he's a good guy.
I wish someone would look at me like that. But I don't really believe in love. It just seems out of reach, for me at least.
Overall, I'm really enjoying Australia so far. I'm making friends. I'm smiling. That's more than I ever got in New York.
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You Can't Save Me..
Fanfic"You just can't save me." She would say. "I can try." He whispered as she drifted off to sleep. Her name was Ashton. She suffered from depression since age 8, been cutting since age 10, and starving since age 12. She knew from the beginning she had...