Chapter Three

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OKAY HI SO I HAVENT UPDATED IN SO SO LONG AND IM VERY SORRY!! Even though not a lot of you read this story, I just wanted to at least finish it because not finished story's are very frustrating, so bear with me. Just because this doesnt get may reads doesn't mean I should stop! (my friends have been persuading me to finish it so I am:-)) So I hope you like it now! ALSO I'm not the best editor but I'll try my best & i know this story's a bit slow, its still in a introduction phase but i have a couple plot twists planned love you all thanks for reading this I know its so long love you all AGAIN haha:-)

 I got up in the morning and turned off my alarm. Looked at my phone a text from Ciara

"how are you settling in?! skype me when you have a chance! miss you tons!!"

 Ciara was my bestfriend at my last school in North Carolina, I wasn't really the popular type it was always me and Ciara but she had other friends too. It was probably my favorite school or place I moved to but that was where Luke was which was not a place I wanted to be.

  I see my mom at my door, "You up honey?, I can drive you to school so you'll be on time and you don't have to wait for your brother."

  I couldn't tell if she was in a good mood today or she just wasn't in a bad one. But I didn't want to go to school early anyway. I'd just stand awkwardly and I really didn't want to be around anyone. "No thanks Mom."

"Okay, if you're sure." she said walking downstairs. "I am." I call after her.

I don't want to think about moving from the position I am in right now. Warm, cozy, in my bed. My phone chimes with another alarm. I groan, get up feeling goosebumps going up my legs sending a shiver. I walk in the bathroom using the toilet, washing my face and applying light make up. I walk out and put on my clothes and fix my hair. When I'm ready I walk downstairs grabbing my backpack.

  I put my backpack down on the ground next to the counter top, and fix a bowl of cereal. When I'm almost finished I look at the time 7:26. Right when I decided to go upstairs I hear the shower water turn off not even knowing it was on. 

 I wash my bowl and pull out my notebook from a box in the kitchen, and began to draw. When I hear Jack's voice from behind my shoulder. "You know you're actually really good. I don't know why you don't head to that Magazine store that has a comic section. You know they're looking for someone to fill it a couple times a month. Why don't you test your chances?"

I snorted. "You're joking right. Rad Craics would not want my teenage-drama-life pictures in their strip. They have better things and way better people out there to use." I mean that was partially the reason I didn't try. But just getting rejected and told how bad my drawings are make me so self conscious. "You should at least think about it Sav, I wouldn't be telling you if I didn't think you were capable." He said stuffing his mouth with a spoonful of fruit loops.

I shrugged. "Lets just hurry up and get to school on time." I say changing the subject. It takes him a minute max and hes finished with his cereal.

We get to school on time with 5 minutes to spare. I climb the stairs and walk in and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding when I didn't see Shawn. 

I put my stuff down at my seat and walk to my Art teacher, Mrs. Lynbrooke. "Do you mind if I listen to music before we start class?" I ask her hoping she'll say yes. "Actually you can listen to music while you are painting or drawing or whatever crafts we're doing as long as the earphones are out while I'm giving instruction." 

Oh thank God. I really love drawing when theres music on and works being sung in my head, unlike Ms. Craith she's way cooler. "Seriously? Wow." Art was becoming to be my favorite class, not that there was any other competition. 

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