Chapter 1

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The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared, so I'm going to show you my memories, the good, bad, and sad. Just hold on as you step into my life and wander in my shoes, throughout these adventures.

So a year ago I moved to Canada, from California. It was a big change. I had to go to a new school and make new friends. Basically, I stared a new life. No one cared about my life before I moved, actually no one cared about me at all. I didn't know who to talk to at school. I didn't know who the players, nerds, jocks, or sluts where. As I walked through the halls I would hear girls say "Shawn said," or "Shawn did." I had no idea who this Shawn kid was but I knew I should stay away from him. Who knew that Shawn would later become such a big part of my life.

Months went by and I had finally found a group of girls I could call my friends. There names are Hayley, April, and Jenna. They reminded me the girls from "mean girls," But they were nice to everyone and cared about me. Who knew that they would become my best friends.

I also meet this boy named David. He was in my Spanish class. He's tall, has brown hair and eyes. He's really cute, even cuter when he is speaking Spanish. Who knew that he would end up meaning so much to me.

At lunch one day I finally asked "Who is Shawn?" Jenna yelled, "Are you serious, Giselle!" "He's only the most popular boy at out school," said Hayley. "Do you know what Magcon is?" asked April. "I've heard of them, why?" "Well he's one of the Magcon boys," said Hayley. "Matthew Espinosa is mine," said Jenna. "We know," said April and Hayley at the same time. I guess I had some research to do when I got home.

I still remember that night. I was up till 3 in the morning watching Shawn's YouTube videos. I fell in love with him.

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