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Jemima's POV
I tug my ipod to the car's music system setting it up to my usual playlist. This will keep me busy and all I have to do is to- tune myself to the already familiar songs, singing along with them and mostly focus on my driving.
Because there is no way in hell I am going to switch the radio instead, or atleast not till I am the one sitting on the passwnger seat.
Confused? Here what it is.For me music is my soul and the ignite in my lifeless body. It is the cure to the pain and the drug to my addiction and all the poetry stuff. And this is the reason that sometimes I completely tend to focus on the song. I usually get so invested with the music and the only effect it had on me is that I may or may not black out from reality, and to anyone's horror this do includes my driving too.
All thanks to God as its only because of the grace of almighty that I am still here alive today and driving this car or I would have passed long time ago. Being on the safer side I always prevent switching radio while driving.
And for obvious reasons my parents are not aware of any of the close extreems I had already faced or I bet they would have seized my car alot earlier. "Thanks Lord!"My playlist hit off immediately and the Blank Space by Taylor Swift start playing and for all the name in heaven this very particular song is love. My lips parted and unknowingly as always, I started singing the song along.
Nice to meet you
Where you been?
I could show you incredible things
Magic, madness, heaven, sin
Saw you there and I thought oh my god
Look at that face, you look like my next mistake
Love's a game, wanna play
New money, suit and tie
I can read you like a magazine
Ain't it funny rumors fly
And I know you heard about me
So hey, let's be friends
I'm dying to see how this one ends
Grab your passport and my hand
I could make the bad guys good for a weekendSo it's gonna be forever
Or it's gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it's over
If the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
Cause you know I love the players
And you love the gameCause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I got a blank space baby
And I'll write your nameWell the ironic thing is that this song is like completely different from how I have been living my life this few months.
I am not actually a player, forget it, I am not even a player at all! And to be honest as I always am I have never even stepped into a relationship before which I think is not very common for an average seventeen year old girl.Though I won't deny I did go to a few dates because everyone deserves a chance. After all we all aim to please.
No just don't go to the references. That's inappropriate.The drive to my school is quite short and me driving while belting out lyrics to my favourite songs I barely take note of the time. I park my car in the parking and by wonder school parking lot is empty excluding the two other cars already parked there.
Maybe because its the first day of the school, I guess.I get out of my car and take a full view of my surroundings. Almost everything is same, just like it was before we left for summer. Except, for the rose bushes. They look new.
It's still kind of dark. Something's suspicious. Pushing all the thoughts aside I take a deep breath filling my lungs with fresh air. All the memories that I had ever shared here even years ago are still fresh in my mind. No matter how much I hate school when thinking the other way round I love it too.
My face confronts into an expression of awe and confusion. When I lift my eyes from the school grounds is then I notice that it was dark. What is it? An apocalypse?
What the hell?
Jeremy's POV
Tring... Tring..
My phone on the side table starts buzzing pulling me out of the slumber. Pressing the stop button on the alarm clock I throw my comforter over to prepare for the upcoming day.
Still on the bed I take a look at the clock to find its 4:30. Enough for me to workout. I roll over to the other side and get up. Feeling a little energetic. Aren't we? Just then I happen to take a look of the calendar hanging on the wall facing my bed. The happy aura around me drops instantly because in a big red circle lies today's date.
August 23.
The day I had been dreading for a month. My first day at the new school. I sigh. Its going to be a long day, I mean I have to start all over again. Making new friends, have a new routine and most of all adapt myself to this new surrounding.
I seriously hate momma for even considering that flying all the way to Indianapolis from Florida was a good idea to have a new start. Because this is not. It's not even a whole day that I am already missing back my old life. I don't know how much more I can stay or paste a smile on my face for mum's sake.
It's hard for me.No one I mean no one really knows me here. Who I am or who I was. But maybe just a little maybe this is a good thing. Maybe they won't treat me like they know me or throw disgusting or sympathetic glances on me while passing by.
It's going to be hard but I am going to try it for my momma and my little devil.
I bit my lip and let my morning ritual fall in place.*******
I am not feeling as bad I was feeling earlier this morning. Workouts do good to me. Dragging my sweat laden body between the unopened boxes on the floor I lead myself towards the bathroom because a goof hot shower sounds too heavenly to my aching muscles. Maybe I went a little hard on them.
Cleaning myself takes hardly fifteen minutes. Grabbing and covering myself from anything that comes first I was ready to go to school. Looking myself in mirror I see a boy standing in black denims and a red plain tee.I was so sure I knew but maybe not anymore because this boy here is going to write a new story for himself. Starting afresh. Starting anew.
I run my hands through my hair checking again if I was looking decent enough to head to school and since I already know the directions to school so there is no need for anyone else to drop me there.I take my motorbike and enjoy the air hitting me in my face. This feels so refreshing. After what seems like ten minutes school appears before my eyes. I park my bike at the deserted parking lot and move towards the campus. Even from far away I can tell this is big definitely double the size of my earlier one.
Walking through the gates I realise how different this campus looks. The one in Miami was not exactly huge and definitely not well developed. Guess what this is one merit of settling in one such busy town or what the newspapers addressed this town a 16 high tech innovative town.
I walk past the school front which has took cover under different varieties of flowers, creeps and bushes. But what catch my attention are the shrubs of big , hybrid roses in each corner. "At least I dont have to spend money on Rose day this time."
I bit my lip hard on that thought. You are not the same Jeremy anymore, remember?
From the side I can the see the gym area that appears almost the size of the entire campus. This is so good.
Did I tell you how much I love this new place?This place is definetily breath taking but wait there is something missing.
'WHERE ARE THE PEEPS?'
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