18-year-old Chloë Hudson's goal for senior year is to keep her head down and get into a good college. But things take a weird turn when her parents announce that they're moving back to they're old neighbourhood and she will be going back to her old...
"Are you done packing yet sweets?" My mother yells as I start to climb the stairs towards my room.
"Yeah mom I'm done!" I call back, lifting up the last box with all of my picture frames of my father. Taking one last look around my now empty room, I exhale in relief knowing that I'm ready to go and nothing will be left behind. Heading back down and trying to balance the weight of the box in my hand I walk over towards the moving van and gently place the box on the floor. Done. Then my eyes start to tear up as it finally catches up to me that we are moving again. Again.
For the past 3 and half years I have been living in San Francisco, California because of my dad's death. It's been pretty tough, but my mom and I made it through. I made it! It's my final year of high school, grade 12! And on top of everything we're moving back to our old neighborhood which for the record means I'll be able to see my best friends Serena and Izzy. I'm going to admit that I miss them. To be honest I miss everything to do with that place. It was always filled with Joy and happiness until my dad died. Then practically the whole town fell apart we all just disconnected. My dad was friends with anyone and everyone and that is why we were so 'popular'.
I jump into the passenger's seat and we drive off. Everything is going back to normal I thought. Little did I know how wrong I was.
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1 week later
Throwing my duffel bag on the ground I take out my knee pads and my water bottle and head towards the change rooms. Throwing on a tank top and some shorts and jog towards the gym.
"Chloe over here!" I hear Izzy calling me from the other end gesturing for me to serve.
Today was Tuesday. Volleyball practice. I spin the ball around in my hands feeling every bump and curve with my palms. When I finally find the position i dribble it once, twice, throw it up in the air and overhand serve it.
The ball flies over the net and Serena bumps it upwards and another girl gets over with a set but Izzy lunges forwards falling to her knees and hitting the ball backwards in the air just high enough for me to spike it back toward the other side and get our team a point.
"Good Job girls!" Coach Carol yells over the shouts "Mine" or "I've got it".
"As you know tomorrow we have a game that will determine whether or not we will be playing in the finals. I want to see you calling the ball and moving around, like Izzy here" She says giving Izzy a tap on the back. "I want you all here at 6:45 tomorrow so we can practice for about 2 hours before school! And be ready!" She calls over her shoulder.
"We've got this game in the bag!" Serena says. I nod in agreement. We easily have the best team in the district but i don't know if that will be enough to get into the finals. Grabbing my water bottle from the bleachers i pour some onto my face and get the hell out of that stinky gym.
Walking out of the building i catch a familiar blonde curl rounding the corner and disappearing into the mound of students. Shrugging it off I head of to my locker to get my Math text books.
Glancing at my wrist I see that I'm late for class and on top of everything I dropped my phone on the pavement this morning.
Sighing I grab my textbooks from my lockers and literally slam it so hard I earn a few glance from some teachers. Awkwardly I walk passed the group of Barbie dolls doing their makeup and head towards core class.
Sliding into a seat around the middle of the class I relax abut knowing I'm not late and just enjoy the moment. That moment though is abruptly paused as a couple of jocks enter the classroom.
"Man you're amazing! You can beat anyone in volleyball!" I raise my eyebrows and stifle a laugh.
"I bet nobody in this school could beat you!" Another one says.
"Let's put this to the test then, does anyone wanna go up against my friend here in volleyball?" The third one questions.
Without giving it a second thought or even turning around I lift my hand up.
"Look here." One of them laughs "a girl! Sorry princess only boys." He yawns faking boredom.
"Why? Cause you're afraid I'll win?" I ask.
"Ooooh feisty I like it!" What's your name princess?"
"Chloe Hudson. And you?" The laughs stop and confused, I turn around and freeze. I'm staring straight into the eyes of Ryder Andrews. His eyes mirror my shocked expression and I think I have just made a terrible mistake.
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