you're the reason. a.i

Chapter 6.

A/N Okay so I lied. It will be a few more chapters before Ash comes in. I have to write a few chapters like the moving day, and what she does over summer and stuff before I bring him into the story and school starts again. Please don't hate me. I'm just really trying not to rush the story. Happy Reading. Sorry if this chapter sucks.

Zoey's POV

Today is Monday and it's been three days since my parents told me we were moving. We are leaving this Saturday, because apparently we only have a week before we have to move in. I really don't want to move. All my favorite memories are here and I honestly don't want to leave them behind. My parents think it'll be good for me, after all I've been through the past few months. Pictures just won't be enough for me. My memories haunt me, they really do. But at the same time I don't want to let them go..

I haven't talked to any of my friends since the soccer game. They've tried to contact me but I just don't know how to tell them I'm moving.. Especially Jonah. I'm going to miss all of them so much. But if I'm going to miss anyone the most, it's Jonah. He's been my best friend for 3 years now, and he's always been there for me no matter the situation, the time of day, or what he was doing. It's going to be extremely hard to explain all of this with such a short time left.

I really don't feel like going to school today. After making a fool out of myself Thursday, I really don't want to face everyone. I know exactly how the day is going to go. I'm going to get alot of stares, and be asked alot of questions. Such as "What happened Thursday?", "Are you okay?", "Why weren't you here Friday?". I'm not looking forward to those questions nor do I really want to answer them. I don't see what the big deal is, like seriously. Okay, so, some things happened at the game. Why does everyone have to be so damn nosy and have to stare and ask a million questions? I never understood that. This is none of your business. Therefore, you don't need to know what's going on. One reason I hate highschool is because of all the rumors and nosy ass people there. All people want to start is drama and rumors.
I did my normal morning routine of taking a shower, doing my hair and make up and figuring out what to wear. Most of my stuff was packed up, so it took me forever to find an outfit. I finally gave up and just picked up skinny jeans, a plain white tshirt, and my favorite shoes, my Steve Madden hickorry shoes. (High heel sneaker wedges.) I took a look in the mirror and actually didn't look like a mess.

Normally, you could see the sadness in my eyes but you couldn't today. I was really thankful for that. Maybe moving would be a good idea.

I made my way downstairs to be greeted with a hug by my little sister. She wrapped her tiny little arms around my waist. I kneeled down to her level so she could hug me better. She was actually really excited about moving. Being only 6 years old, she doesn't have much to leave behind her. Some memories, and a few friends but that's about it. She's excited about living in a new place where it isn't as hot as it is here.

"Hey Gracie, you have a good day at school, okay?" I told her before getting up and grabbing something to eat before I left. Gracie nodded and went to her room to grab her bookbag. I couldn't find my parents, I just decided to go ahead and leave without talking to them. I grabbed my car keys and my bookbag and headed out the door.

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I got out of my car and started walking towards the school. I put my bookbag around my right shoulder, while holding it with one hand. I put the other hand in my pocket and started walking towards my group. I kept my held down low for a bit, I really didn't want to see all the pair of eyes staring me down as I walked. After a while, I wondered if anyone was actually staring at me or if I'm just being way too paranoid. I tilted my head up and surely enough I did have a few eyes on me but not as many as I thought there would be. I got closer to my group and everyone in my group stared me down.