Day One.
Fresh start. Clean slate. Ready to begin again.
September 14th, standing outside my new home, I can't quell the nerves bubbling inside me. What if they all hate me? What if they kick me out? What if it happens again? I can't move again. I won't turn my life upside down once more.
The last time I shared a house with others, things ended terribly. Now, my parents were determined I lived with others (for the bonding/social experience I never got as an only child), but they moved me into a full-surveillance, high-security home. It was, essentially, like prison.
I flashed my badge at the security guard waiting out front and he nodded, twisting a lever that revolved the main gates open. Pebbles crunched under my tires, skidding across the asphalt as I made my way to the quaint two story house in front of me. I parked my car on the tarmac and walked towards the door, rattling my keys to shake off some nervous energy. My head was spinning and churning, and I had to pause and calm myself; attempting to erase past memories.
My hands fumbled with the doorknob, trying to work out where the lock was again. Once I found it, I sucked in a sharp breath and twisted the key.
*Click*
I walked in, expecting something...anything to happen. But nothing did.
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Roommates Unraveling
FanfictionMia Foster had the life you dreamed about: loving parents, an abundance of friends, showers of affection. She had it all. Everything she desired was at her command. Until one night, when coming home from class, it all went horribly long. Flash forwa...
