Who are you ?

1- Intro

 
"It's the heart of gold, and stardust soul, which make you beautiful."
~ r.m. Broderick

                 Hi! I'm Aria Minette, and I'm seventeen. Every person has a story to tell. It might be a love story, a tragedy, or just a happily ever after. But mine is a blend of the three. Well, our family moved to Kansas City. I've studied in Portland, Atlanta, Dallas, Boston, and many other places, to be precise. My dad is a doctor. He often travels to different places along with me and my mother. Well, for now, we're living peacefully in our humble abode filling each other up with love and support. This is all you need to know about my family. Let's get into the story.

Mom : Aria! you better wake up! You don't want to get late for your new school!!

Me : Yes! 5 more minutes and I'm out of my bed!!

                     And oh! Those last 5 minutes of sleep was like a gift given by God himself. I didn't even want to go to school. After loads of effort to get out of my bed and get my lazy self going, I finally got up and got ready. Mom drove me to school and I was all set and ready to go.

                     The moment I stepped into my new school, I felt nervous. I took a few deep breaths and that didn't help anyway. Some people were staring at me as I entered the hallway. The new girl walking through the corridor. Of course, I was a transfer student and I popped up out of nowhere. The worst thing was, I couldn't find my class. So I walked up to a bunch of people and asked them where it was.

Me: Excuse me! I'm new here. Can you please tell me where towel A is?

Ah! there you go. It had to happen! The embarrassment had to happen right on my first day! And all the kids bursted out into laughter.

Me: I'm sorry. My bad. 12 A.

Boy: Go straight, take the first right, and then turn left. That's your towel A.
*winks*

Boy oh boy! He's cute and mean. I couldn't help but notice he had ocean blue eyes. Finally after a walk of shame I reached the class and sat down. I saw those boys walk in few minutes later. Luck was not in my favour that day.

Girl: Hey there! You're new here right? I noticed you had quite an embarrassing situation back there. It's okay! First days can be stressful.

Me: Tell me about it! I'm Aria by the way.

Girl: Oops! Sorry I didn't introduce myself. I'm Jessica. And the boy who winked at you is Agustus. He's badass, smart, totally worth crushing on!

Me: Yes I figured that out.

We both giggled. Jess helped me out with the notes and lectures. As days passed, we were getting along quite well. One day after school, I was walking to the administration office to submit some forms, and a girl from my class blocked my way. As I tried to walk past her, she blocked my way again. She was Hazel, the Regina George of Valley high.

Hazel : So you are the new girl, eh?

Me : Yes. Can you please move?

Hazel : Sure, towel A!
*giggles*

                 Well I didn't let her bother me because I already heard that she's rude to everyone. I clenched my fists and walked away. As I was going home, I had this weird feeling.  A similar face kept showing up and I didn't want to see it. I sped up towards my home. I threw my bag onto the floor and rushed into the shower. As the water ran through my body, something flashed in front of me . Memories of my grandfather. The memories which made me feel weak. All of a sudden my heart ached, as if someone held onto to it tightly.

'It's happening again , it's coming back.'

I thought .

        I forced myself to sleep, wishing that I wouldn't have a dream of my grandpa lying dead again. As I woke up, I felt better. I had this gift of starting every day afresh like nothing ever happened the day before...you know what I mean. It was not until I saw myself in the mirror, that I remembered what happened to me yesterday. But still, I had to go to school. I had no choice. Locking myself up and crying won't help. I spent some time with my mom. It made me feel better. Today, everything went well. No Hazel, no embarrassment.

                I was working on my new story in Wattpad. I express my feelings and thoughts in writing. I write what I feel, and I feel that's the best way to express my thoughts. Anyway, I didn't want to continue the story. I was getting hate comments saying that my story wasn't good enough and that it was simply a copy of another story. There were haters all over. They annoyed me so much, that I stopped writing for a few days. When I was scrolling through the previous chapters, a new text popped up.

Anonymous : Your story is wonderful! You should continue writing for the people who read it. I personally admire the way you write. Pretty impressive.

            I wondered who this was. But this text made me rethink about not writing my story. Whoever it was, they were right. I had to continue for the people who read it. For the people who are curious. I had some hope. This person kept sending me motivation and hope everyday. It felt nice to have someone to just push you forward. I wrote 2 chapters in one night. I hardly had enough sleep. I wanted to thank the person for his/her advice because it really made me feel better.

Me : Your messages really help me to write more. Do I know you?

An :  Not yet. You'll know me soon enough, I promise.

            I didn't know who it was, but little did I know that  they are the reason for this story to happen. They are the reason for a tragedy, new love and revenge .

A/N :  Pretty boring, eh? The first few chapters just give a hint on what's happening. You need patience to unfold the story. Keep reading, keep guessing. Don't jump to conclusions as the plot twists may surprise you in every chapter.
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