the lost girl and the boy who found her.

Chapter One: The Class.

Ocean:

"Is there anything you would like to share Ocean?" Marvin , the group therapy leader asked. He kinda reminded me of the group counselor in 'The Fault in Our Stars'. Except i'm not dying.

But me being useless at answering and speaking in general replied with a shake of my head. Usually if i were in these types of situations, where everyone is staring down at me, i would put my hood on and crouch back into my 'cocoon'  and pretend i didn't hear them. But this just happened to be the day that my mother, Lilianne Rachel Oxford decided that i would be good for me to 'get dressed up a little'. Her words not mine. A baby blue chiffon dress with matching shoes is what she picked out for me. Me being the anti-social pessimist that i am, i buried all the embarrassing and girly clothing that i had deep into my closet. That was the old me. The old me that liked to have fun and party with friends is now the loner who reads at least three and three quarter books a day. I'm trying to catch up to four but i eyes always seem to drop when i reach the last chapter of my books.  But, I haven't Cordially introduced myself, My name is Ocean Cynthia Oxford and I am an issue. At least that's what my dad says about me behind my back. Actually step dad. You see my mother married this bastard after my father died in a car crash three years ago. It was hard on all of us. Especially my brother Taylor, he is younger than me by eleven months, or so he tells me everyday. He became even more reckless than i thought he could ever become. It's like we switched roles or something. He became the 'All Time High' drunk party boy and i became the quiet nobody. But it wasn't like this all the time. There were better days. We all had better lives. We laughed more. We spoke more. The interrelatedness is what brought us together. We were just a normal family with normal lives.

When I was little my father used to tell me about all the adventures he had, he used to climb up table mountain and swim in the Red Sea. Too bad he didn't take me with him huh? "I was the best time of my life" he said after every story he told. Until he met my mother. Frank Allan Oxford fell head over heels with my mother. "She is it for me and so are you and Taylor," he always used to say. Until one faithful night when i snuck out to Nathan Ryans' Party. It was the biggest of the year and he personally invited me. How lucky was I? The hottest guy in school asking me to come to his party. I knew as he was asking me that my parents would never let me go, without taking Taylor of course. Are they crazy?! I'm not about to take my little brother to my crush's party so that he can embarrass me. Heck to the no! So I did what any irresponsible teenager in the movies would do and snuck out. I climbed down the ladder that i put right by my window a few hours ago and i made my escape. Come to think of it now. I should've just asked to stay at my best friend Tracey's house otherwise none of this would've happened. Anyways.

When I got to Nathan's house, it was already packed. I could practically smell the weed from two blocks away and the alcohol. Don't get me started on the vomit. eww.  I had finally gotten in without being pucked  on or had a drink thrown at me which surprisingly people were actually doing.

"Ocean! Hey you made it!" I turn around and find Nathan staring right at me with his bright blue eyes and his gorgeous pearly whites. I was in a fairytale. Cinderella if you will.
"Hey Nath!" I said over excitedly. Oh God! now he's gonna think i'm a creep. My nervousness started to kick in.
"Do you wanna get a drink?" he held out he hand for me to take.
"Love to." And with that i drank my night away.

Smashed. The only word that could explain me and my state of mind. Now me being stupid i don't think very clearly. So clearly that i actually called my dad to come pick me up by accident. I decided to go outside and sober myself up since i'd rather not be drunk and have my dad shout at me. A familiar Range Rover came into view. I couldn't see my father yet but all I know is that i'm in deep s**t.

"Get in." Dad said monotonously. I'm scared.
"Dad I-" I tried to explain but he cut me off,
"Just get in the damn car Ocean!" He said angrily. Ouch. My full name. He never calls me that unless he is mad. I never got in without another word. And we took off. After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, he spoke up, "I'm not going to shout at you. You're mother's pretty good at doing that on her own." I stifled a laugh. "That she is." he chuckled softly. So he wasn't mad? "Explain." he stated. i took a deep breath and explained to him that if I asked he would've said no so I did what any American teenager (in the movies) would do and snuck out. He gave me his 'i'm a father and i shall be respected' speech. "I'm so sorry dad" I said full of sorrow. He felt bad for me because he sighed. "Just don't pull stunts like this ever again. You're my only daughter and I love you too much to be harsh on you like this but you can't do these irresponsible things. I don't know what gonna happen to you and hen you sneak out to got to these parties and something bad happens. huh?" he spoke.
"I'm so sorry dad. I just thought that you wouldn't want me to go to this party without Taylor coming with us." I reasoned. He rubbed his forehead and stopped at a red light. "Okay but the thing is you have to inform us about these things. We never know what gonna happen at these parties. I love you too much. We have such a great bond that's too good to say goodbye."
A light flashed.