Someone to remember.

I meet the devil.

It was my first day of school. And im not going to lie.

 You know how in the movies they show how the main person gets affected mainly by the first day of school? Yeah well, I never believed it, until today of course

I think from the tone of my voice you can see how today isn’t the brightest day for me , well that’s because today is the day I unfortunately meet the devil, aka Trevor Grace.

The day started normal, waking up (wondering what I did to deserve this), brushing my teeth (god! I need to flaws more often), shower (ugh this shampoo sucks. oops almost slipped!) brushing hair (thanks Mom, your genes are appreciated by me every day) dressing up (beggars have a better closet, with better choices) etc. etc. etc.

Since it was my first day, I had the unfortunate curse of my brother dropping me. I mean Spring Valley is a small town and I already know where the school is, but mom gave me the whole ' we are new to this town and you’re a girl, so you need all the protection you can get' if you noticed there was big emphasizes on the word '' protection’’.

That’s right welcome to my family.

The car ride to school (ugh) with my brother was like a pony ride through rainbows, we talked about all the amazing things in this world, we talked about candy and chocolates and fairies and pixies and all the fairyland creatures. Then when we arrived he gave me a small peck on the head and waved me good bye. Isn’t he the sweetest brother ever?

HAHAHAHA. LOL. No, that’s not what happened. You can thank me later for the censored version of the ride later. But let me still summarize what really happened. we got into the car and as usual fought over the radio station (couple of cussing here and there), then he told me every single (unwanted, I might add) thing about the baldest and meanest thing's in school (you know what kind of stuff. don’t you?) then he threatened to embarrass me in front of my friends, that is if I make any. (Couple of more cussing here and there.) And finally when we reached he shoved me out of the car just so I could slam my face to the ground. Then he hit the brakes before I could cuss so bad, hell would wonder why it dint think of those words.

It was an amazing way to make an entrance in at a new school. I mean im pretty sure there are many people who start school with their face kissing the earth, right? (*laughs nervously*) ignoring the strange looks and hooting from desperate boys I force my beetroot red face into the school building before I do anything else stupid.

The main hall was like town square at new year’s eve . There were teens everywhere. And when I say everywhere I mean EVERYWHERE! there were some on the floor, some sitting on top of lockers, some acting like they had eight shots of vodka before school ( you what, let me just fast forward )

Before summer ended I had visited the school, got the administration done, had the time table given to me and was given a tour of the school, so basically I knew everything I had to about the school, (yes, yes I am weird that way, but this is how I liked to be prepared)

I found my way to my locker, D811, and shoved all the unnecessary books in and placed my English text in my bag, (yes first period was English, nice way to start school actually, and I like English)

before closing the locker door, I took one last look at the mini mirror I had placed in , as I stared at myself, my eyes wandered to a picture I had stuck on the inside of the locker door, the picture was of my family 2 years ago, when we all were happy, when Troy wasn’t such a jerk, when mom dint have dark circles under her eyes 24/ 7 , and most importantly , when my dad dint cheat on my mom with a women half his age, the thought of this made me clench my fist and anger fill my eyes, but it was the first day of school and I promised to make this better, dad is out of my life, out of my real family's life, so there is no more point wasting my energy on him anymore.