Promise... remember?

Chapter 1

Ian Miller, the sexy junior who loved rock and played guitar. That guy that every girl wanted to be with and that every guy wanted to be like. Everyone knew who he was and every girl had a crush on him, well, every girl except me. I always thought he was cute, but he wasn't the kind of person I wanted to be related with. He seemed like the guy who went to a party and got drunk on a tuesday night. He had the girl he wanted in the second he wanted to be with her and he was always in trouble. Everyday I stayed in school late for the debate club and I noticed how he was always on detention. And I was, well me, Sam, a 16 year old, shy sophomore girl who didn't talked a lot and had good grades. I didn't trust people easily and I knew I was all right on my own, so Ian wasn't the kind of guy that had my attention, and obviously he didn't even knew that I existed. 

My high school wasn't the best time of my life, I was a normal girl with friends and really really happy, I was always smiling and laughing as if everything was just perfect, until one day, well, I got depressed, everyday I felt like crying and I wanted to be alone, and the worst part is that I didn't even knew why. I had a great family, I had amazing friends and people who cared, but somehow I felt empty, I felt as if something was missing in my life, and the worst part is that I didn't even knew why, I felt so alone and I saw no point in life.

It all started when I entered to sophomore year. One day I just decided I didn't want to continue with my life. My friend wanted tried to make me feel better everyday, but I just couldn't do it, and I didn't want my parents to find out what I was going through, so I needed to fake a smile everyday, but I just wasn't ok. I was getting worse everyday and it was not ok. My depression started getting so bad that it started taking me to do things I never imagine I could do, i started cutting myself. Little by little I started cutting my wrists, but I was so ashamed of what I was doing that I decided that I wouldn't tell anybody. 

Times passed and some of my friends started finding out, as well as some teachers, but I didn't care anymore, I didn't cared about anything anymore. Not even life. I just didn't saw a meaning on it. Sometimes my friends made my laugh, and I had some activities that made me happy for moments, but I couldn't handle that feeling of lonelines and feeling so empty. 

Going back to Ian Miller, he was one of the most popular guys in school, he was in junior year, but he was always with senior guys. Most of the girls on school were in love with him and his girlfriend was hot senior size 2 with long blond curly hair and bright blue eyes. For 2 years they have been the homecoming king and queen. He had a rock band and he was all the time in parties and concerts. I didn't even know why he went to school, and as I had mention before, he spend almost everyday in detention. He was extremely handsome. He was tall, strong, dark brown straight hair that covered a part of his right eye, light green eyes; he had a couple of freckles in his nose and cheeks. And he had a pretty cute smile I have to admit. I thought he was cute, but that was it, I didn’t even had a crush on him, I mean what was the point, he didn’t even know I existed, and the only thing we had in common was that we both like Rock music more than any other. I didn’t even know why he was so popular, I mean, on today’s society I would imagine as the popular guy a DJ, not a Rock star, electronic music is so much more popular today than rock, but maybe it was because he was handsome and he sang pretty good.