Let's start with 9th grade....first year back from being in a home school torture chamber...
Amelia's POV
I have been the new girl countless times and I can't seem to get out of this rut no matter how hard I try. I always have to find new friends and people to talk to. I can't seem to get real friends who won't judge me and end up stabbing me in the back! I just can't understand how everybody I talk to seems to find something wrong with me. It's time to make new friends it's only my second day and I'm pretty sure they can already smell how weird I am, thank you for giving me these weird looks. Not like I don't have feelings I mean really why do they need to stare at me.
As I was thinking in class about this, a girl came up to me and I was quickly able to notice her before I ended up looking like a complete dumbass. She introduced herself, her name was Marie. Marie asked me if I wanted to sit with her at lunch I agreed and I was able to meet her other friend who was just as nice and introduced themselves as soon as they saw me, her name it was Rosalie.
After a couple weeks me going over to see my dad and hopelessly staying at my house and thinking maybe they don't like me as much as I think they do or maybe I'm just going to be a topic at one of their sleepovers where they make fun of my face and how I act and how strange I seem.
I got over my fear and finally went over, we were going to Rosalie's house. When I got there it was a little awkward at first then I felt like I had been friends with them for years. But that's when I knew that we were going to be friends for a while at least I hope we were going to be. I made a few more friends here and there and we had more sleepovers and I became somebody who people wanted to talk to and I was happy. It was probably the best time that I had ever had. I honestly expected that after these four months I'd had been gone by now. I didn't think that my rinse and repeat cycle would actually come to an end at one point never stayed in one place this long before and I can honestly say I'm happy that I could finally stay.
In my 7th period class this guy I've been talking to him and he's really cool not in the way that I like him more than a friend but as a friend and I'm glad the feelings is mutual because I don't think I could deal with hurting somebody.
I had a boyfriend and then I dump said boyfriend. Ok before you go and freak out and get mad at me let me explain to you this boy. First he's not really my type, second I kind of dated him just so I could get over an ex. I know I know its cruel and mean but trust me he got over it very quickly it wasn't that long that we were together anyway. He was way to clingy, and I like clingy guys I think it's adorable and amazing but this dude was honestly the definition of the word clingy. I'm pretty sure they invented the word just to describe them.
My life was starting to feel normal again I was going out on the weekends my books we're starting to get dusty and I was keeping up very good grades great ones actually. But that all ended the day the boy in 7th period gave my number to another boy that he was best friends with named Caleb Red.
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The Secret They Kept
Lupi mannariWhat if you were something extrodinary but your parents never told you? What if your secret came out after years of not knowing? What if you went to a party and everything changed? What if there was a guy? What if.....