"Its like you're screaming, and no one can hear... You almost feel ashamed, that someone could be that important, that without them, you feel like nothing... No one will understand how much it hurts... If you're hopeless, like nothing can save you... And when its over, and its gone. You almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you could have the good...."
I closed my journal setting it on my night stand. I looked at the time to see it was 5:30, I should probably get ready for school.
I walk toward my walk in closet to pick out an outfit.
Grabbing a bra, underwear, a pair of black skinny jeans, a white spaghetti strapped tank top, and a light blue flannel I walked to my bathroom that was connected to my room. Stripping off my clothes I adjusted the water to how I like it and stepped into the shower.
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I'm Keegan by the way, Keegan Moore. A few days ago I moved in with Melissa and her son Scott McCall. I'm 17 and starting today I am officially a junior in high school, I'll be starting my first day at Beacon Hills High School.
When I was 9 I lost my mom to cancer, and my dad left me with a girl named Laura Hale, and her brother Derek Hale. When I was 15 I learned the truth about Laura and Derek. A few weeks after that Derek and I had gotten together since we were mates. Then he left to go find Laura when I was 16.
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I stepped out of the shower and dried off getting dressed. I brushed my teeth and curled my hair loosely before doing my makeup. Once I was finished in the bathroom I went back to my closet and grabbed a pair of black boots with a four inch heel. I put the binders, pens, and all the other supplies Melissa got Scott and I into my blue Victoria's Secret PINK backpack. I then transferred all of my things from my green MK cross body purse into my white MK cross body purse. After I grab my backpack and purse I head downstairs.
"Hey, is Scott up yet?" I asked Melissa when I got into the kitchen.
"He rode his bike to school today." She smiled.
I nodded with a smile and went to the front door grabbing my keys from the bowl on the table. I opened my door setting my things in the passenger seat then putting the keys in the ignition starting the car and pulling out.
Soon I came up on the school gates driving in and parking next to Stiles's jeep.
"Hey." Stiles said as I got out locking my doors.
"Hey." I smiled.
As we started to make our way to Scott I saw a boy get out of his Porsche hitting Scott with his door in the process and then blaming it on Scott.
"Who's the jerk?" I asked Stiles nodding my head over to the guy.
"That my friend, would be Jackson Wittemore." He replied rolling his eyes.
I did the same as we made our way to Scott.
"Real charmer don't ya think?" I asked.
"Ha, in his dreams." Scott laughed.
