When Annalise Stark's mother died, her music went with her.
Now, she's the new girl all over again. Except she isn't just any new girl- because she is moving home. Sycamore Hille, her hometown; all to honor her mother's dying wish and return to her...
I peered at myself in the mirror. Today was my first day back home and wearing my own clothes, and I wasn't sure I liked this outfit. The black t-shirt accentuated the cheetah print dress which hugged my body in the right places, held tighter by the black belt I'd donned.
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The longer I stared the more I liked it. It doesn't matter if no one else likes it, because I like it and it's my outfit. I smiled and finished off the look with a pair of tall socks and Dr. Martens, my favorites.
I packed everything I'd need for the school day and prayed there wouldn't be too much makeup work from yesterday. Zach had promised that the teachers knew that kids skipped and purposely didn't assign as much, but I don't know what to think.
I could barely function as it is.
I was going to come home and try and talk it out with my dad, come to find out he left on another business trip. This time for a whole week! I was ridden with anxiety, it seemed like I always was these days.
I walked downstairs and into the kitchen, "Morning Aiden," I muttered as I picked up an apple.
I had nerves shooting at me in all shapes and sizes. I was worried about my dad, about school, hell I almost worried about my outfit! After a few bites, I set down the apple as it proved nothing was going to calm my nerves. "I'm going to head to school early." Before waiting for Aiden to respond, I grabbed my bag and headed out the door.
I drove in silence, bitter silence. Whenever I was alone it seemed to eat me alive, but I didn't dare turn on the radio.
I couldn't.
When I pulled into the school parking lot I wasn't quite ready to be back at school, but I couldn't miss any more days than I had to. Work is a lot harder to make up in high school and it's easy to fall behind.
I slowly parked in the parking spot they had assigned me on Monday, making sure to take extra time in doing so. I huffed as I grabbed my things and made my way towards the doors, It still felt so weird being back here after all this time.
I took a deep breath before pushing the doors open and walking in, to which I was met by Zach sitting in one of the chairs. He looked up at the sound of the doors and smiled, "Zach? What're you doing here so early?" I questioned, taking a seat next to him.
"Well, I was supposed to talk to Coach Herrard about Spring Football, but he has yet to arrive." He said the last part a bit louder as if the coach could hear him where ever he was.
Since it seemed that the coach wouldn't be coming, Zach and I went inside. We walked around and talked for a while until I heard the bell ring. "Is it time already?" I furrowed my brows and looked around, the halls still seemed pretty empty.
