- 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚

prologue

— jack.

This is it. My 5th go on first impressions. You know, moving around is getting easier. You make some friends, but keep your distance. You don't let anyone in, or they might find out too much. Now I know what you're thinking, "do you have some dark mysterious secret?" No, not really, but we don't have to talk about that right now.

Let me introduce myself, I'm Jack. Jack Lockheart. I was born and raised in Minnesota, where I lived my childhood years until the age of 15. Halfway through my freshman year of high school, I had to pack up and move. I repeated this 4 more times, landing me in the small town of Monroe, Iowa. I'm now 17, and starting my Junior year up again in the middle of cold, freezing December. Some states I lived in were Arizona, then Missouri, then Maine, then California, and now Iowa. I don't think I mind it that much, it's just so much corn.

It's the night before my first day, and honestly, I could care less. I don't expect anything to be different this time. My mother calls me into her room, to come say goodnight. We have a tight relationship, and despite what we've been through, we've barely ever fought. She's all I have left, after what happened. Like I said earlier, thats a story for another time. I walk into her room, give her a hug and tell her to get some rest. She's been moving things all day, but don't worry, I've been helping her. She works as a pilot for Delta Airlines, so money isn't an issue. Whenever we move we live in small, yet spacious house. Well, spacious enough for the both of us and our german shepherd, Easton. He's the best boy ever, and I love him to pieces. He knows what happens every half year, and he's used to it by now.

I kiss his head goodnight, since he sleeps on my mother's bed. I walk back to my room and shut the door. I get my things ready for school, get my clothes out, etc. I like to be prepared so I can have more sleep, although I rarely ever get a good amount. Another story for another time.  I suppose I should tell a little more about me. I'm not exactly a nerd, but I get good grades. I'm usually one of the best players on the football team, but it depends on how good the players already are. You could say I've been the star quarterback a few times.

The light goes out as I flick if off, and I immediately know i won't get any sleep. Oh, how I tossed and turned. I knew nothing was going to happen, I mean what did I expect? I look over to see its 12:38 am, and groan. I try my hardest to fall asleep. I do eventually, but not for long. My clock beeps at 7:15, telling me to haul ass and get ready. Ready for a catastrophe, but that I didn't know, as I stepped onto the cold hard floor.

- ava <3