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Chapter Two: "Fixing Things"

Chapter 2: "Fixing Things"

The next morning I woke up early, the soft morning light flooding through the gap in my curtains. I took a deep breath as I sat up in bed raking my fingers through the bush of hair on top of my head. Taking a deep breath I decided; today would be a day I would spend doing what I wanted. I wasn't going to spend it at home, or at work. I didn't even want to do anything crazy; I just needed to get out. Climbing out of bed, I made my way to my bathroom having a quick shower and just soaking in the peaceful silence. My wrist was still hurting terribly but the comfortable heat of the water helped sooth the ache. Stepping out of the shower I cleaned my teeth quickly before taking my brush and running it through my hair leaving it to dry in its natural mass of dark curls that fell just under my ribs.

Rummaging through my clothes I pulled out a small baggy tie-dye vest top that I'd initially dyed myself and cut the sleeves off. I pulled on a pair of acid wash shorts and slipped my feet into a pair of flip-flops. Over the years money had become quite scare for us so I'd developed a habit of finding amazing clothes at bargain prices everywhere I could, sometimes even making them. I'd become a pro at looking good without spending a lot of money. I pushed my sunglasses on my head, bending down to pick up my bag and making sure not to use my bad hand. I silently crept out of my house to avoid my family. I really wasn't in the mood for any drama today. I slipped into my Jeep and tuned in my iPod, singing along softly to Frank Ocean.

I made my way to the community library in hopes of borrowing the books I would need for senior year. With juggling work to help Mimi out with the bills, babysitting Mia and Tia, supporting Peyton and dealing with my Mom I'd always found it hard to keep up with school so always tried my best to stay ahead so I wouldn't fall behind. I spent the majority of the morning drowning myself in the syllabus and listening to my music quietly in the back corner of the library. Scanning the pages of a book about Aristotle I chewed my lips thinking about just how hard school was going to be this year. The work load was going to increase, social expectations were also going to increase and my grades definitely were not allowed to decrease. The principal and all my teachers had massive hopes of me being valedictorian and were pushing for me to go for an Ivy League scholarship but I just didn't think I could do it. How could college be an option for me when my Mom came home violently drunk every night? A light tap on my shoulder ripped me away from my thoughts and I turned around to see a smiling Hanna Scott looking down at me. Hanna was hands down the most popular and prettiest girl in my school, but unconventionally she wasn't a bitch, she was actually one of the kindest people I knew. She wasn't just popular because she was stunning, or a cheerleader, she was popular because she made it her mission to befriend everyone. She was one of those people you couldn't hate no matter how much you tried because she was annoyingly perfect in every way.

"Oh hey Hanna" I smiled.

"Hi Darcy" She said sweetly sitting down in the armchair opposite me. "Where've you been it feels like I haven't seen you all summer?"

"I know" I sighed closing my book "Just been working and stuff" I shrugged.

"Sounds cool" She smiled. "Watcha reading?"

"Oh" I chuckled looking down at the book "Just trying to get ahead with some of the reading for senior year. English Lit" I smiled tapping the book. Hanna smiled and laughed slightly.

"So that's how come you're so smart!" She teased playfully.

"I guess" I shrugged with a small laugh. "So what you doing here?"

"I just came to return a book for my Mom, she's decided to pick up cake decorating or something" She said rolling her eyes. "But then I saw you here and thought I'd come over and say hi"