next to you // c.h.

part 2

peyton

10:02 pm

wednesday / august 21

luke and i walked around the city for awhile . we talked , gossiped (well mostly me , luke just listened) , and did some of the craziest things of our lives that night . i'll never forget that night , it was my last night night with him .

luke died later on that year from cancer , it was stage 3 . the doctors spotted it about a week after that night , we had no idea . he seemed fine , but he wasn't, . i miss him like crazy , he was my only friend back home . i wasn't dealing with his death so well so my family and i moved about 5 months after his death . i now live in seattle , with my overprotective mother Katie, older brother Jayson , and two best friends Dot and Miles aka my two dogs . i'm now attending Hamilton High School , you're typical and stereotypical public highschool that you see in the movies . it's not the best situation , but it's better for me , hopefully .

peyton

7: 56 am

monday / january 15

"peyton , peyton , wake up sweetie " i hear my mother whisper in my ear as an attempt to wake me up for the most dreaded day of my life

"i'm up mom" i quietly reply while clearly annoyed

"oh okay , just making sure" she replies while kissing my cheek lightly

once she leaves the room , i slowly wake up and check my phone

"nothing new . shocker . " i whisper to myself before standing up and waling to my closet .

i decied on an army green crop top , baggy , light washed and ripped boyfriend jeans , and black doc martins . i walk over to my bathroom and pull my hair into a loose ponytail . i grab my backpack from the hanger on my bedroom door and walk to my kitchen .

"oh peyton , honey . don't you think you should put in a little makeup for such a big occasion like this ?" askes my mother as i walk over to the fridge .

" it's the first day of school mom , i have no one to impress , and you already know my feelings towards makeup in general , i don't care for it . "

"yes peyton i know that , i just think for a special day like this you should at least wear something . " states my mother while reaching in her purse to a stick of lipstick .

"seriously mom ? when will you understand and respect my opinions ?" i question her while taking a bite out of my bagel .

"i do respect your belifs and opinions , peyton . i'll i'm asking you to do is put on a little bit of makeup , is that to much to ask for ?" she weakly smiles while putting the lipstick in my hand .

"yes it is " i bluntly reply as i pick up my bag and leave the kitchen

"peyton ! you haven't even finished breakfast ! " i hear my mother shout as i walk outside the door

"i'll live mom , i promise " i shout back

i reach in my purse and grab my cars keys to unlock my small sliver volkswagen , before i drive off to finally experience one of the worst days of my life . the first day of Hamilton High School .

when i first pull up to the school i'm  surrounded by brick walls and green . at least the campus looked somewhat nice , so not everything was bad . i get out of my car and put my earphones in before i have to head to my first class . i look down at my schedule and am already dreading my first class .

1- advanced math
2- advanced science
3- specialty class
4- advanced history

lunch

5- spanish class
6- specialty class
7- touting

i hear the bell ring right as i take out my earphones and head to my first class .

a/n : hi ! sorry for the short chapters , i'm still getting the handle on this whole story ! the story will really kick in next chapter so i hope you enjoy !