Chapter one

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"Shan, wake up or you're gonna be late...again!" My mom yelled from the bottom of the steps. I groaned and drug myself out of bed, Monday mornings are always the worst.
I get up and go to the bathroom to start getting ready, I look in the mirror and my baby hairs are going all willy nilly. I put my hair in a ponytail, put on a headband to hide the baby hairs, and finish getting ready.

I walk downstairs and my mom threw an apple at me and we walked out the door.

When I got to school I went right to my locker and just as I closed it I felt a pair of hands cover my eyes.
"Guess who" the voice said , I didn't even have to guess because I could smell the Perfume and recognized the voice but I enjoyed games so I played along
"Oh my god, Kristen Stewart? Are you finally here to save me from my boring life and run away together?"
I turned around to face my best friend who was rolling her eyes
"Hi ness" I smiled at her
Vanessa has been my best friend since I could remember, she was the first person I ever came out to, and I was hers. We've always had a special bond but it's never been more than friendship, we even made out once to see if anything was there but nope. And we were okay with it.

She locked our arms and we began walking to first period.
"So this weekend," Vanessa spoke after a moment of silence, "I think that we should go to Rosie's party. We haven't been going and she misses us, plus she's been hanging out with this girl rose and apparently Rosie thinks she's "the one" and stuff. " Vanessa was right, we have been skipping party's lately and its not normal but this weekend I suppose I had to go.
"fine, but I'm not gonna be drinking a lot." I say as we walk into first period and sit down.

We're halfway through the class and mr   D is talking about God knows what when all of a sudden the principal comes in
"Shannon beveridge, may I speak with you for a moment?"
I hear a collection of whispers
Really people? Were in 10th grade. Grow up.

We walked down the hallway and made pur way into the office
"Shannon, this is detective pierce. She'd like to speak with you"

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