Months have gone by. The cool autumn breezes have transformed into winter's cruel frozen winds. Throughout the time that's passed, I've found myself in a repetitive cycle that seems endless. I wake up, get ready for school, go to school, see Ms. Blue, go home, do my homework, go to sleep and repeat.
Being forced to see Ms. Blue has become less and less torturous every day. As a matter of fact, I've actually grown really close to her. I have no idea why I ever disliked her in the first place. She's one of the very few people if not the only one in this world who truly gets me.
With time, I confessed what really happened that night with Ryan and she helped me through it. I was upset that I was forced to tell my family, but now I don't regret getting them involved at all. Don't get me wrong, it was a terrible experience to go through with them, but it was the fact that my parents were there with me that made everything better.
Yes, parents as in the plural form. My mother decided to return home and try to work things out with my father for the sake of Rosie and me. My father even fired Veronica to prove his loyalty to my mother and our family in general. My mom has a new dream now. She is attending medical school in hopes to become a pediatrician and I couldn't be happier for her.
When Thanksgiving and Christmas approached, they were cliché as ever with laughs and memories. The important thing is that for once in my life I felt like I had everything under control. It's like life took a look at me and said, maybe I should give her a break.
In regards to Camille and Brynn, things have returned to normal, well as normal as they can get. We've gotten over our fight but I feel like our friendship will never truly be the same. They know how I truly feel now and sometimes it gets a bit awkward but hey, life goes on.
Come to think of it, I never got the chance to ask Brynn if she really is pregnant, but by judging her change from tight shirts and short skirts to loose shirts and baggy pants, I think the answer is obvious. The question is, does Chase know and if he does, is he supporting her?
Speaking of boys, I haven't spoken to James for a while. I wasn't avoiding him, but I wasn't talking to him nearly as much as I used to. To be honest, I almost never talked to him so I guess that says a lot about where we stand for now.
I almost wish things could've gone differently, but with Nadia in my school and still trying to get with him, avoiding him didn't seem that bad an option.
And Ryan? The little fucker skipped town or perhaps the country, who knows? The police are still trying to track him down so I'll see if that gets anywhere.
Now that I think about it, a lot has changed in just two months.
Anyway, it's a new day and a new year. Christmas break is over and along with the change in year I've decided to contribute a new change in attitude. Honestly, I wonder how long it will last.
I take a final glance at myself in the mirror.
Let's just say I had a "new year, new me" attitude just as every teenager does when the New Year starts.
I actually put effort into how I looked today and honestly, it's a major confidence boost. In my head, if I think I look good, then I feel good.
I head downstairs and into the kitchen. My father is busily making calls and Rosie is munching on cereal. Instead of preparing myself a bowl of cereal like Rosie, I grab my large bottle of fruit water and take a sip.
Rosie rolls her eyes at my choice of breakfast, "How long is this diet going to last?"
"As long as it needs to. You should try it. It's not just for losing weight, you know?" I tell her.
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