daisy's front yard

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CHAPTER ONE!

















DAISY WOODS threw on her navy blue "GAP" crew neck. She called for her dog Cleo. It was currently 10 till midnight and daisy was soon to go to bed.

She hooked the leash onto her dogs pink collar and opened the front door. The cold wind hit her in the face. It was the end of November, nights were long and cold, clouds were down to her height.

Most of her neighborhood was dark and gloomy. Nobody kept their porch lights on. All you could see was her neighbors fancy christmas decorations and the cars filling up the highway just a couple of blocks down.

daisy walks through her yard, letting her dog donits business, when suddenly she smelt something; cigarette smoke. and oh how she hated the smell of cigarette smoke. her parents smoked and she for some reason could never get used to it.

but she was alone outside, where was it coming from? she continued walking up to the trees, when she noticed what looked like clouds. but it wasn't the fog, it was smoke.

there stood a tall boy, wearing all black leaning up against a tree smoking a cigarette.

she was almost terrified, she didn't know what to do, right before she turned around to go back into her house, she recognized the face, it was michael wheeler.

she inched up to the tree, "uh mike wheeler?" the boy turned his head, "oh. hello, daisy isn't it?" he smirks taking another puff of his nicotine stick.

"why the hell are you smoking, in my front yard at midnight?" she asks.

"oh shit" he laughs walking away from the tree. "i'm so sorry, all the lights were off, and this is a privileged neighborhood so i figured you pussies were asleep by 8"

"well you thought wrong, and you really need to leave" she says.

"do you even really know who i am?" mike asks.

"hm, lets see" she puts her hands on her hips.

"your name is mike wheeler, you come from a toxic family on the inside. your parents? not in love,don't care about their kids,nancy moves out and holly just survives. all your friends left you and you became the person you are today, you couldn't care less about anybody,you grades or your family" she takes a long pause,turns around and walks away.

mike throws his cigarette down and steps on it. "and if you are gonna be doing that, don't do it in my front yard, i hate the smell of cigarette smoke!"

"get used to it short stuff, i'm gonna be coming here more often." huh caresses the inside of his cheek with his tounge in a smirk and walks away.





i'm afraid this was a short sucky chapter, i just had to get things started for ya.

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