Chapter one

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hey xox so this is my second book, I never finished my first one, please help me get peoples attention and no hate!

enjoy-Melody

Chapter one.

Pixies POV

Its Sunday, yay school tomorrow, haha not!

I sit on the couch, looking out the window watching people go by.

I hear the phone ring and my mom runs to get it, leaving her art studio for the first time today.

she's a painter.

I don't listen to the convocation, its probably one of her one-night-stands calling back.

I close my eyes and breath.

sometimes its hard not talking.

I haven't talked for four years.

since my dad died, I have started smoking, drinking, being bad, doing illegel things. I also stopped talking, turned into an emo and let all my friendships fade away until they are now nothing.

I'm Pixie Jackson, a seventeen year old emo.

OK, so I don't do my homework and steal stuff and dress only in black but people don't have to judge me.

I hate my two person family.

me and my mom live in a small flat on the West Mark Estate.

we live next door to this emo boy and his dad.

I have never really known the boy but he is in my year and he's a lot like me, exept he's a jerk and we never got on well when we were kids.

something happened in intermediate school.

I open my eyes to the sound of my mom calling me.

I pull myself up and stroll to the kitchen.

I look at her.

"Why did you try and set the school library on fire?" she asks.

I smirk. that was so much fun.

I shrug and get a glass of water.

"That's it!" she yells.

I look up at her, a little shocked.

"You're going to camp Sunflower!" I stare at her and run to the laptop.

I look it up.

'camp Sunflower is a nine month camp for troubled teens, they will work in pairs and do activities. some of these activities will help them stop their bad habits and teach them what is right.'

I stare at the screen.

'we have a full team of supporters, who will monitor the campers, they will look after them and be there to make sure no one leaves before the time is up.'

I almost choke on the stupidness of it.

"I have already talked to Mr. Yaytes and he is going to be picking you and your partner up in two days. I'm sorry, its the only way."

I look at her as she speaks.

I can't do this. it can't be real. shes not serious.

"now, I can't tell you who your partner is but you will find out in two days. you don't have to go to school but I will not leave you home alone. you can pack some stuff and I have some stuff for you." she smiles slightly and walks off to her art studio.

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