Chapter 1
Blake's P.O.V
"Oh my god! I can't believe we're moving in with O2L!!!" my best friend Claire squealed into the car.
My little cousin is Trevor Moran. And as a surprise my aunt, and his mom, was letting him move in with his collab channel as long as I moved in with him. I've lived with my aunt since I was 13. My dad walked out when I was 12 and my mom got in a car accident when I was 13. My only condition for moving in was I get to bring my best friend Claire.
Claire was the image on innocent beauty. She had pale clear skin with should-blade length ice blonde hair and emerald green eyes that shone and sparkled underneath any source of light. She was perky and giggly. Most of her outfits consisted of a floral short dress or a modern crop top and high waisted shorts. Because of her constant pouring over of every fashion magazine she knew every trend. Before they were trending.
I on the other hand was more like a smudge on the mona lisa that was Claire. I was a level 9 gymnast and I LIVED at the gym. I was there everyday. I'm also a boxer. Other than that I am lazy as hell. My pride and joy was my 1967 black Impala. That thing was my baby. Let's see what else... Oh yeah I've been to Juvie twice and been arrested 4 times. I bet you're wondering why. Let me explain. My Juvie trips were do to car theft. Once I did it on a dare. I know stupid right? The second time I was at a aprtythat turned sour and somoene called the police so I stole someones car and hightailed it out of there.
And the other two times I was arrested was for violence. I have a hot temper and the first time I got arrested was when these two dickwads kept picking on Trevor for being able to sing. And the second time there was this bully in our school who was picking on the new girl. At first I brushed it off but then she kicked the new girl inthe stomach when she droped her books. After that my mind went kinda blank. I remember a solid hit to my right cheek and then next thingI know I'm being handcuffed by a police officer and the bully was being ushred into an ambulance. Don't worry I didn't kill her or anything I just broke her nose and she sprained her knee trying to knee me. But anyway I'm not as bad as I seem. After the second arrest my aunt made me find some sort of anger outlet and that's when I found boxing.
I had mid back length brown hair with natural blonde highlights hair with light brown eyes. And I was about 5'8. Nothing special.
"I mean aren't you excited?! Have you seen the muscles on JC?! And his smile!!!" she squealed sighing at the end.
"Yes baby. You've only said that a million times." I said laughing.
"Oh come on you can't deny you like one of them!" she said smiling.
"Is it Ricky?" she said staring at me trying to read my facial expressions. I stayed emotionless. It wasn't that I didn't like Ricky it was just that I didn't think of him that way. Ricky was a relly good friend when you needed a hug or something.
"Sam?" she asked. Again not that I didn't like him, it was just I thought of him more in a best friend way.
"Kian?" she asked desperate and dumbfounded. The corners of my mouth twitched upwards and a slow blush crawled upon my cheeks.
"HA!" she shouted "You like Kian!!" she said loud enough for a sleeping Trevor with headphones in to hear.
"Shh! You're gonna wake up Trevor!" I whisper-yelled to her.
"I knew it! You had to like one of them!" she said smiling. I just blushed hard and gripped the steering wheel harder. She just sat back and smiled mischeviously. We'd been driving for more than an hour and I was getting bored of the speed limit. I looked around the highway. Surprisingly ther weren't many cars around. I didn't see any cop cars for miles. I just smiled and looked over and winked at Claire. She widened her eyes and tighetned her seatbelt and gripped the safety bar above her. She knew it was hopeless to try to stop me. I pressed my foot on the gas harder causing the car to speed up tremendously. I put my foot on the clutch and pushed the car into fourth gear while pushing the gas to the floor. The car shot down the highway. I rolled down the windows and cranked the radio up. The radio was beginning to play Bring me the Horizon's Can you feel my heart. I cranked the dial up no longer caring about the sleeping Trevor in the back seat. Trevor groggily moaned at me in annoyance and turned over. The radio blasted the drumps thrumping throughout the car. I sang along to the lyrics
Can you hear the silence?
Can you see the dark?
Can you fix the broken?
Can you feel...
Can you feel my heart?!
I screamed out into my car. I looked over at Cliare who was panting at my growing speed. I hit 100 miles an hour and squealed in delight as I soon reached 115. As soon as the slow intrusmental started I saw a police car come into view.
"Fuck!" I said. I turned down the music and eased off the gas tremendously until I was back down to a safe 66 mph. I passed the cop car without trouble.
"I swear to god Blake you're gonna get us pulled overor killed one of these days." Claire accusingly stated to me. I laughed and said
"You're probably right."
I pulled off the highway and onto a newly paved road I took the windy trail farther up until a reached an enormous white modern looking house. I pulled into the driveway and let my car idle for a minte so the engine could cool down. I leaned forward to see the whole house and muttered sounds of amazement under my breath. I pulled my key out the ignition and stuck my keychainin my purse. I ran a hand through my wind lblown hair and got out. I walked around to trunk of the car and pulled ou t my suitcase seeing that Trevor and Cliarewere already wlaking up the sidewalk leading to the front door. I sighed and shut my trunk and walked into my future.
Every end is a new beginning.
