Chapter 1: this is me

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Hii! This is my first story so don't be very hard on me pleass. Also I am from Spain so I'm trying to do my best with the vocab and grammar. Thanks for reading😘

My name's Sasha Quinn. I live in Beacon Hills, California and I am 17 but I will soon be 18. I live with my parents and my brother Trevor, he is 16. Most people envy me because I live in a huge house, I an expensive car and clothes. I may sound like a bitch, but the truth is that not everything in my life is perfect. My parents are always working and they are hardly ever at home so they don't spend much time with Trevor and I.

Furthermore, my love life is a bit depressing if you ask, because apart from what people say about me being perfect and having all the boys that I want, the ones that I really like don't like me back.

Like that one time I revealed my crush to Danny an he said he was gay. God, it was so embarrassing. My face got super red! But well, apart from that, Danny now is a really good friend of mine. Then there's Jackson Whittemore. I had always had a huge crush on him, well that was until I realised what an asshole he is. His girlfriend, Lydia Martin, is almost as bad as him. I mean, she can be nice if she wants to, but when she gets mad? She's the worst. Once, a kid accidentally threw a milkshake on her and she spent almost a week doing of his life a living hell. That's why I try to stay on her good side.

Well having that said, I'll go on with explaining how the worst day of my  life was.

This happened 6 years ago, when I used to help Cora Hale with her studying and homework, she was a lovely girl and at that time she was one of my best friends, in fact, she was like a little sister to me.

But what I was saying is, we used to spend afternoons me helping her with homework and her doing strange things with my long hair. I loved her so much. What the hell I still love her a lot. And that's why it was really hard for me to even breath when my mother called me saying the Hale house got down in flames and everyone died except for Cora's brother and sister, Derek and Laura. I always knew it wasn't an accident, that someone burned down the house on porpouse, but no one belived me, not even the police, as there where no proof of it being intentioned. In an instant, I hang up the phone and started running, looking for Derek. We weren't friends, in fact, we only talked a few times because he was ocupied with his own life to even pay attention to me. But not a long time ago, he lost his girlfriend and I felt like I needed to see if he was alright. Of course he wasn't, he lost all his family but I wanted to see him and Laura too. But I never got to find them. They had already left town by then.

But now forget all this drama. I will tell you where exactly I am in this moment. I am being carried by my very friend Mckenzie to the mall for the fifth time this month. Is not that I don't like shopping, of course I love it. But not as much as to go FIVE TIMES IN A MONTH.

"C'mon S" that's how most of people call me, S "Do you want the shops to close before we get there or what? We need a new outfit for the first day of school" she sayd it with so much enthusiasm that I couldn't keep myself from rolling my eyes.

"It looks like you enjoy torturing me, first you cut my marathon of arrow to bring me here, something that you will pay for because I was about to see the hot Stephen Amell shirtless. And second, you made me remember tomorrow sarts school. Ugh, I will have to get up early every f*cking day again"

Kenzie lauhged while we entered our favorite shop.

When we finally finished it was dark outside and we went straight home.

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