Hidden in the Works of Serendipity

Chapter 3

*2 Years Later*

        I wish I could say that I forgot about Miller, that he had no long term affect on me, but that would be a complete lie. Even after all this time, I still endlessly wonder about how he's doing, if he's grown taller or gotten hotter than I last remember. I wonder if he still remembers me, and most of all, I wonder if he still thinks about me, too. 

I want him to know that I still wonder why he acted the way he did. I want him to know that my parents still bring him up, and I want him to tell me whether his parents do, too. I wanna know if Miller Wright is still quiet and mysterious, like how he showed me. I wanna know if there's a chance that we can become friends, even if we're the least likely duo. I don't think that there's been much of a chance, but here's to the still hoping. 

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Junior Year. 

Junior fxcking Year.

I actually didn't think that I'd make it. Not necessarily because of that whole "low grades" thing, but because of well, personal reasons. I still manage to have fairly high grades, and I work for them, so I'm extremely proud of myself. I can't lie, I haven't exactly been the happiest flower in the garden, but I still manage to keep on swimming. 

Okay, well let's introduce you to the people that have helped me along this journey:

The King's household is made up of three people; Aurora, my ma and Matthew, my dad. I love them to death, they've almost always been there for me whenever I need them. My mom is an actress and my dad is her manager. Weird, right? When my mom was just beginning her career, my dad was hired as her new manager but then they fell in love with each other and blah blah blah, boom-I was born. 

Elizabeth Chance, one of my best friends. She absolutely hates being called by her first name, so she mainly gets called Beth. See, I'd like to think that if you have her name then you would be called Liz, but nooooooo, she liked Beth better. She's gorgeus, with dark brown hair and beautiful, high and real cheek bones. She has one of the prettiest smiles I've ever seen, and a contagious laugh. Boys line up to get just a whiff of her, but she's still single because she hasn't found a boy worthy for her yet. Don't get me wrong, she's not conceited or anything, she just hasn't found the right guy. 

Gwen Morelle, my other best gal. She breaks hearts here and there with her fascinating good looks. She has long blonde hair, a golden tan and is tall. I'm surprised that she's even deemed myself worthy for her circle of friends. She actually doesn't hang out with a lot of people regularly, just me and Beth, and occasionally her brother, Jack. 

Jack is quite tall, too. He and Gwen look pretty alike, they both have the same kind of tan skin with golden hair that shapes their faces perfectly like a mane does to a lion. I'm not saying that his hair goes all around his facce, though. See, now Jack and I aren't very good friends, but since he is Gwen's older brother, we do hang out sometimes. We get along just fine, like he's a brother of my own. Gwen used to tease me about having a crush on her brother, but she always did have poor judgement. She guessed the wrong friend. 

 Okay, so back to reality. 

Today was a different day, it was entirely different. Today, I would be stepping into uncharted territory. Today, I am going to walk down the halls of high school as a junior. 

I guess it's not as great as being a senior, but hey, it's better than being a freshman. When I first started high school, I was a wreck. It was after I'd met Miller, and I was hoping that not all the boys in this new school would be jerks like him. Not all were, but that's because they couldn't compete with how Miller had treated me. They weren't as bad, but they weren't all that good either. They mainly ignored me, and so I followed their lead and did the same. Treat people the way you want to be treated, right? Eh, who cares about them anyways. I learned to live.