Remebering Him

New School. New Me.

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CHAPTER 1

"Today was going to be different, I'm going to smile and be happy no matter what happened in my past" I whisper to my self over and over again while staring at my dimmed mirror.

New school. New me. That's what everyone says... Right

I hope so because I don't want to be anything like my past, my future is what sets me from my past and whether I won't to or not I can't remember my past.

I can't remember HIM.

"Dad... DAD" I shouted out from my rooms banister looking straight out to the kitchen. I hate not having a car it's absolutely the worst feeling in the world not being able to go whenever and wherever I wanted.

I survey the house looking at every inch. I just moved in last night and I couldn't see much of the place because it was so dark in the front entrance. I stumbled across a lot of things leaving some bruises on my legs.

No lights were coming on because of the towns power outage so first thought of the house was a disappointing hatred but now I love it.

It's a modern looking house , spacious and the kitchen is to die for.

I guess I know where I will be spending most of my time.

My family and just moved from Vancouver a month ago since my dad got transferred. I was so happy because with all the stuff that was happening at the time a move is exactly what I needed.

My mom is a famous author. We'll not as famous as Stephenie Mayer but famous. She wrote some book about summer love between a faerie and a ghost.

Don't ask me.

Apparently she got the idea from me when I was three and thought I was a faerie and my boyfriend was my imaginary friend who lived in a tree behind our house.

"Seriously" I shout out louder then before. I see my dad coming from the living room whipping his eyes wearing Simpson boxers and a wrinkly white shirt. His hair was dark brown messy and all over the place. He looks up at me with a big smirk on his face as he looks at the HUGE clock above the front door.

"We'll silly seems like someone woke up to early" he announces at me as he point to the clock. I turn to look at the clock. 5:45.

"Are you F*ing kidding me" I scream as I vastly walk over to my younger brothers room.

My stomps were loud, heavy, and very annoying to my dad as he follows behind me telling me not to kill my brother.

Every time I fall for his stupid un ordinary pranks. He such a Dweeb.

I slam the door open with one hand. My extremely messy hair falling at the sides of my face to my waist staring at him with anger and rage. I stomp to his bed which seemed like a lifetime because his room was big, not as big as mine but BIG. " KELER" i stare at him waiting for him to pull his head out of his x-men sheets. Nothing. Nothing at all he just lays there with his messy dirty blonde hair sticking out.

I turn around to face my dad as he stands there raising his shoulders gesturing me saying I don't know.

I walk past him brushing his arm as I go to his bathroom as I get there I pick up the bucket and fill it with water.... COLD water. I turn back to get to his room thinking to myself.