Flashback from one year ago-
"Shut up!" Matt yelled.
"Matt I cant keep doing this!" Anastasia pleaded.
"Well you dont have a choice." Matt said defiantly.
Anastasia'a P.o.V.-
beep beep beep. My alarm clock wakes me up from my nightmare, or more like memory. Matt always is there haunting my dreams even though he is thousands of miles away. I get up and do my normal routine just slightly slower. Three more days of school before I am free for the weekend. My mom had to go to a meeting early this morning so Austin is gonna take me to school, great. That means I am going to have to deal with his jerk friends that also ride with him. We stop by Starbucks before picking up all the other people. I get a Iced Salted Caramel Mocha and it is heavenly, Austin gets a Caramel Cloud Macchiato which is way too sweet for my taste. After we finish our drinks we go to pick up Austin's bestfriend, Connor. His house is in a very nice suburban type area which is right down the road from where Bryan lives. My brother and Bryan have never gotten along and dont plan on it.
"Wassup bro." Connor says while fist bumping Austin. "And hello there little lady." he says slyly to me; but in a joking way.
"Hello Connor." I say laughing at his effort of acting macho.
The boys get to talking about their game friday, making me completely invisible to them. There are a couple more soccor players Austin is able to fit in his car, but all of them are so irrelevant. The rest of the day flies by in the same boring repetitive routine as usual. The bell rings and I go into my moms office.
A/N: hello readers! so i just wanted to inform ya'll that everything you read in italics is the inner monologue of the characters pov. just wanted to let ya'll know so no one got mega confused lol. happy reading :)
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Teen FictionTwo teens with completely different lives, find a way to connect on another level. Despite all of the stress of being a teenager in highschool they stand by each other and even ignite a spark that wasn't intended. The struggle with their own persona...