Chapter 1

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"Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late... "

I was listening to "Never Too Late" by Three Days Grace as I drove to my new high school. As always I was nervous, my hands were shaking.

    I can't do this... Yes, you can, you are strong... just like your dad.

My dad passed away last year from cancer. And let me tell you those were the worse days of my life. I wasn't eating, moving, coming out of my room... Nothing. Just laying down on my bed, crying and maybe listening to music-the only way to block the negative thoughts away.

   The songs on my playlists always depend on my mood. Music is the only thing I would never get tired of .

After my dad's death, me and my mom decided to move out of the town. We've spent the most times in this town with my dad and my mom told me that with all these memories it's going to be harder to move on and be happy.

Let me tell you some things about me...I'm 17 years old, boring teenager. Nothing interesting.

  Singing helps me to express my feelings, but unfortunately, I stopped singing after my dads death. I felt like I lost half of me.

  "If you don't know how to express your feelings, just sing them,"-my dad ones told me.

Finally, I've found somewhere to park near school. As I was getting closer and closer to my destination I could feel my heart starting to beat faster. This building is huge.

As I was walking to the entrance of the school I could feel everyone's eyes on me ... Soon, there were whispers. Stop staring there's nothing interesting on me!

Well, as you already can tell I get annoyed easily.

   I got inside as soon as I could, and tried to find the main office. As soon as I got my schedule, I started walking to my next class. I hope no one talks to me today.

Just because my life is awesome, I bumped into someone and dropped all of my books that I had with me.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry ", the person, more specifically the girl, apologized and started to pick up my stuff.

"It's okay. I wasn't paying attention ", I told her right after we took all of my books from the ground.

"You're the new student? I've never seen you around here before", she asked as she took a good look at me.

"Yeah, I'm Sophie. We moved here last weekend."

"I'm Bella." We smiled at each other and started talking. She had brown eyes, light brown hair and a really nice personality. Good compilation.

Halfway through our talking we heard chanting. We both turned around and saw people crowded around two boys who were fighting.

   Wow, can this day get any better?

"Oh no", Bella gasped as she recognised the person who was fighting and started walking towards and into the crowd.

"What's wrong? Who's that?" I asked but she ignored me as she saw who's fighting. Panic was evident on her face.

I looked at the two boys fighting. And HOLY GUACAMOLE . Who is that Calvin Klein model lookalike?

Bella started running towards the CK model lookalike and begged for him to stop.

"Jake stop, please, don't do this..." When she saw that he is not listening to her, she quietly added " ...at least for mom". I was standing close to her that's why I heard her.

That made him stop and look at Bella. His eyes immediately softened at the sight of her and he let go of the guy he was beating the shit out of a second ago.

"What are you all looking at? This is not the Keeping Up With The Kardashians for you to watch and enjoy! Go do your own damn business! , " Jake yelled once he noticed everyone staring at us. Looks like it helped because everybody started walking away.

I don't know where am I supposed to go and Bella promised me to show the way. So I decided to stay. But guess what? I knew it was a bad idea, because when Jake's eyes fell on me he started walking towards me, stood really close for my liking, took his shirt off right in front of my face, handed it to me after kissing it and walked away with a smirk -why am I not surprised?- on his face.

What the heck did just happened?!

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