A Shot At Love

Chapter 1~ Back to school

Most people are terrified of their senior year. They say it's way to much pressure. From making up credits, to applying for colleges, to being forced to rush and figure out their futures.

Now you see, i'm not like most people. I'm actually excited for my senior year. I have all my credits, I already know what colleges I want to apply to, and well I've had my future planned out since the eighth grade. The only thing for me to worry about is whether I get accepted into university or not, preferably N.Y.U.

The thought of knowing that after this year I finally get to leave the state of Illinois, has me thrilled. Here in Chicago I feel trapped in my own mind. I know that I can't run away from my memories, but I can escape the place it all happened in.

Growing up I've always had a decent life. I live in a two story house with my mom, my dad and my older brother Aaron. Even though my life has been good, everyone have had a bad experience they wish they could forget.

"Autumn! Wake up!" My mother voice draws me out of my thoughts, reminding me I have to get ready to head into Carson's high school.

I roll out of bed and go inside the bathroom to complete my morning necessities. I brush my teeth and wash my face before I do anything else. Once i'm finished with that I put my thick black hair into a neat bun, making sure i lay down my edges.

I then go to my closet to find me something cute to wear. I find a plain black t-shirt that is loose on my body and hangs a little off my shoulders with a pair of blue jeans. Afterwards, I put on a pair of all black Nikes, grab my backpack and head downstairs. When I enter the kitchen I witness my mother cooking breakfast.

"Morning" she says once she notice my presence

"Good morning" I respond as I sit down at the kitchen table

"Want something to eat?" My mother asks me, even though she already knows my answer. I never eat on the first day of school. Reason why is because i'm always to afraid that I would spill something and stain my clothes, or later would get sick on the stomach.

"No thanks," I say "but I would like a cup of orange juice." Once she hands me my juice I notice that my brother or father is nowhere around.

"Where's dad and Aaron?" I ask puzzled.

"Oh your dad took Aaron to go look at an apartment" my mother explains.

"Really?!" I gasp not believing what I just heard.

"Yes really"

See the reason i'm surprised is because my brother Aaron is 20 years old and it seemed as if he never planned to move out. He got caught in the wrong crowd when he was in highschool which lead to him having bad grades and not being able to go to college, so he was stuck here.

"Well mom i'm off to school" I say breaking the silence between us

"It's only 6:40 in morning, why are you leaving so soon?"

"I have to go pick up Jailen" I inform her.

Jailen is my best friend, and have been every since the 7th grade.

We clicked the instant we met due to the fact that we were so similar yet different. Jailen was the loud, confident one who wasn't afraid to speak her mind. I was the shy one who always hoped for the best but expected the worse.

We both changed each other, for the better, as time went on. She brought me out of my shell and helped me be more confident. I kept her from getting a big head and being to conceited.

Though no matter what our personalities never got in the way of us being serious about school or our future, and letting nothing ruin it, especially boys.