Prologue
Sadie
I sat in my room. It was empty and smelled of... books? What ever. I thought and unpacked my things. I opened a small box and found my jewelry and make-up in it. I looked around my room and found my little desk where all the accessories where supposed to go. I sighed and started unpacking everything in my room.
* * *
I looked at my clock and it was about 8:00 PM. My room was clean enough to me and the boxes were in a corner. I sat on my bed and thought about my whole life. My whole, fucking, life. Why the hell do I have to move when I met a friend that actually isn't a stuck up whore? Goddammit. Before I moved, I lived in Florida. I met a good friend of mine, Emily. She was always there for me. And now, my Dad just had to move when I meet someone. I thought angrily clenching my fist. I remembered what my Dad said when I protested against him.
"Sadie, we're moving to Virginia." My Dad said.
"What?! Why? I just made a friend I actually liked, and you're saying we move?" I practically shouted.
"Sadie, you're fifteen now. You have to understand this," Dad said.
"No. I don't understand this. Why are we moving anyways?" I asked, getting pissed off. My Dad just stared at me. I understood. Ever since Mom died, Dad was in grief. He wanted to move as far away from her deathbed as he could.
"I understand, Dad. No need to go on." I said slowly and walked up to my room.
I clenched my fist at the memory, and took a deep breath. Then I heard, "Sadie! It's time for dinner!" I hear my Dad call from downstairs.
"Coming!" I said and ran downstairs.
* * *
It was 10:00 PM and I was sitting in my bed reading Beautiful Creatures. It wasn't a bad book, and I'm a bookworm. My Dad was probably in his room showering. It's the middle of June, and school won't start for a while. I thought, thinking about random things about where I am now. Then I thought of what I think of everyday, love. What is it? Why do you need it? Why do people play around with it? I thought, remembering the days where my life was careless. Now I have to deal with everything... I thought. I sighed, my brain buzzing with everything and decided to sleep. I put my book down, and closed the lights.
