Briar Nolet has had a crush on Myles Erlick from the moment she laid eyes on him, but he doesn't even know that she exists. Eventually, she expresses her feeling towards him in a letter. A love letter. Instead of kindly rejecting her he reveals the...
It has been four days since I talked to Myles. Four days full of torture. Every time I walked down the corridors I would be laughed at, glared at and made fun of. At least today is Friday, hopefully by next week everyone will have forgotten about the letter.
"That's Briar Nolet." One girl mutters.
"The one who wrote Myles Erlick a love letter." Another comments.
"She's such a loser. What the hell was she thinking? Myles would never EVER go out with her." A group laughs.
I rush down the corridor and out of sight before the comments get any worse. I wish people would just shut their mouths and leave me alone. Ugh I hate my life.
Time Skip To After School
I walk into my house and I am greeted by an extremely excited dad. Well this is a change.
"Briar, you're home." Dad shouts, spinning me around with a huge smile on his face.
"Whats got you so happy?" I giggle. At least one of us had a good day.
"My best friend, Ryan Marshall cam over for lunch today. We've been friends since we were 5 years old, as I've told you before. Anyways, he's a very successful singer and is very wealthy and he invited us to live with him until we can afford a proper house of our own. He has three sons, one of them is your age actually, but the oldest one moved out of the house a while ago." My dad explains to me in a rush.
"And you accepted his offer, I'm guessing." I assume.
"Yes, and we're moving in with them tonight." Dad tells me. "Isn't that great?!"
"Yay." I say excitedly.
I run into my bedroom and pack every single thing that I own, which happens to be not many things. I have 7 different outfits, one for each day of the week, and a few other things. It just shows how poor I really am.
I load mine and Dad's things into our car and drive to our new house. The moment I see it, I am blown away.
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It is absolutely stunning. I can't believe that I am going to be living here. ARGH!! I glance over at my dad, and his jaw has dropped. I'm guessing he didn't realise the house was going to be this incredible.
"Are you ready?" I ask him.
He nods in reply and we get out of the car. I take a deep breath. Oh I hope this family likes me. A man and a woman, I'm assuming its Ryan and Franci, open the door and greet us both with a smile. They seem to be friendly.
"Hey Ryan!" Dad says.
"Hey Alan, Briar. This is my wife Franci." He introduces us to each other.
"Its nice to meet you." We both say.
A younger boy runs out of the house towards us. "And this is our son Kingsley." Franci tells us.
"I'm 8." Kingsley shouted at us excitedly. We both laugh at the cute little boy who seemed extremely hyper at the situation.
"We have another son that lives here with us. He's your age actually. He should be down soon." Franci tells me.
I smile at that because the son might be hot and I could get over Myles by just looking at him.
"Oh there he is" Franci says, looking inside.
I looked up and I am frozen on the spot. NO WAY, YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME?!
